' When Your Bedroom..... Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

' When Your Bedroom.....

Rating: 3.0


When your bedroom for you very far

When already you stand -nearby by bar,

When you will finds so well corner's chair,

When the waiter hears you without words,

When cigarettes did not remain in a pocket,

When a pen for- covers was lost - naked,

When behind windows the old moon to you talks,

And when for forgotten pains promises again,

When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine,

When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood,

When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane,

& your bedroom not seems for you any more far.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lamont Palmer 07 February 2010

This is a lovely poem. The lines spaced like that give it an ethereal touch. One can see you thinking as you work. A rarity. -LP

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PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE 08 February 2010

straight from your heart, so touching, well done, thanks for sharing 10

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James Mclain 08 February 2010

When a pen the paper of covers binder... was ink - words, open then was my window that new moon looked with light bright breath.. fell thus upon you.....iip

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 10 February 2010

When behind windows the old moon to you talks, And when for forgotten pains promises again, When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine, When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood, These are beautiful lines, Tsira. Bedroom is the best place to take refuge from all “hustles and bustles” of life.

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Sadiqullah Khan 11 February 2010

When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine, When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood, When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane, ........I would prefer not to walk to my bedroom then

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Jazib Kamalvi 05 August 2017

A nice poetic imagination, Tsira. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks

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Saadat Tahir 16 July 2010

awesome....really liked the magnetic lines When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine, When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood, When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane, & your bedroom not seems for you any more far. cheers

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Kesav Easwaran 21 May 2010

the poetic portrait of your scenic bed room...it isn't far as long as the mood is near to you...10

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Ramin Chaman 17 March 2010

Hi Tsira And when for forgotten pains promises again, i enjoyed it...well said.. Ramin

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Sandra Fowler 11 February 2010

Very beautiful, Tsira. May that old moon in your window keep on whispering such poems to you. Love, Sandra X

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