Smile of roses is now turned in pearls.
Eyes are red and wet in tears,
How helpless is the man!
A single life and so many fears!
Oh Life! Your forks, your curls!
Gave only pains, and melting pearls!
Life smiled, “Poetry lacked sweetness of sorrows.”
Sent a fairy, to snatch smile and to give the tears,
See the beauty of your maiden borrows,
a poet needs such cruel spears.
Keep the wound intact and melt in the eyes.
Ahead of you are the seven skies!
The sonnet is a melting pearl, very impressive...............................10
I am sure that there are meanings here that I don't understand. But the ones I relate to, completely melt my soul
If it melt you, it means you have understood the poem. Thanks, Kelly Kurt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, often man is helpless. Frozen sorrow melts in tears! Lovely write!