The Seventeen's Poem by Bing Hua
The Seventeen's
The emerald-like innermost feeling of the yore
Spreads out at the deepest part of the soul
Shimmering with dark-green light on the other bank of time
The maid wearing a pink skirt
With a confused heart
Often strolls on the bank-side grass
Yet she can never pass
Even with expectation and aspirations
The ivy-coated door
Daylight and starlight continually keep replacing each other
With tear drops gliding adown on the strings
Crystal clear, salty bitter, and still silent
The ever-lasting fair shadow of adolescence
Treads the lawn of life painful
And the sweetness of seventeen's will stay lingering lifetime after all.
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The ever-lasting fair shadow of adolescence Treads the lawn of life painful And the sweetness of seventeen's will stay lingering lifetime after all. lovely appreciation of life's years 17 signifies IMMORTALITY Something unique happens most lose virginity Thoughtful poetry
With tear drops gliding adown on the strings Crystal clear, salty bitter, and still silent The ever-lasting fair shadow of adolescence Treads the lawn of life painful And the sweetness of seventeen's will stay lingering lifetime after all. A nicely penned poem with this lovely stanza. 10++++ for the poem. Subhas
With tear drops gliding adown on the strings Crystal clear, salty bitter, and still silent Lovely poem shared. 10+++ for it.
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12/22/2024 5:46:15 AM # 1.0.0
life painful, lifetime after all, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.