Waiting Of Winter
Falling of leaves will end quickly so soon,
And the plundered trees will begin crying,
There was no visible body to my dreams...
Also had never ones usual words my songs...
Saw, have gathered on the sky - grey clouds...
And the lightning is ready artfully to the attack...
Will be rainy winds, hurricanes, anyhow, all, but
Even winter's queen can not enjoy with my tears...
09.10.09.
Tsira, the sadness is evident in this beautiful poem. It is like a love waiting for her lover uncertain when they will come. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. Hugs David
Love the hushed, understated words. You caress your words so delicately, and with such respect. It is a real joy to read your writing.
winter will come eventually..and the blanket of white cotton like rain drops from the sky and hope to light up your life...great provoking poem Tsira.....10
' rainy winds, hurricanes' and tears, an artful poetic compostion, Tsira.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The way you write Tsira is really amazing.. It's beautifully sad. I always need to carry more than 10 for you. :)