Thorn Poem by PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE
Thorn
Every time
I sit on her stem
Falling in love with her smile
Something sharp hurts me abruptly
Awakens me for a while
A Butterfly winked at me and whispered
She doesn’t mean to hurt you
Beloved
She wants to know
How much you love her
While tasting
The tasty hostile!
(2008/3/3)
Lovely poem, and like every other poem of yours i have read it's a great read. Thanks for sharing; -)
An eloquent write Shiraz! A pleasure to read, thank U for sharing! ! *10*! ! Best regards, Friend Thad
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4/23/2024 10:10:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sweet song of a nightingale.... from my 10....... Best wishes, Tsira