vixen crawls mysteriously
around glassy gardens
jealous eye watches
so suspiciously
vixen screams loudly
to a blurry moon of July
there's no shelter for love
just a shadow of hunger dove
O lonely friend!
whose blanket
hugs your tonight?
why you're still frozen?
O lonely friend!
whom you declares
that devoted accent?
why there's no answers?
vixen runs strongly
into a cave of tragedy
some might say, that's okay
but a honest heart can't be folly
vixen climbs a hill of irony
nobody faults but desire surely
when you figures it out as density
I feel it's too late to pull it back, baby
(dedicated to a great poet at poemhunter, C. P. Sharma)
A great aspiration! Beautifully portrayed! Thanks for sharing!
Beautiful poem. Cleverly crafted. I wonder I deserve this dedication! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! However, thanks a lot. CP
There is something missing in the last two stanzas that makes the poem a little vague and incomplete....good attempt
Some nice potic lines here. The penultimate line needs work. Jim
A polite poignant write........loved the way lines moves on...............10++ sebastine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When everything goes beyond limit only miracle can transform the situation into a heaven and that is possible only by the one who has the grace of God! I think God will not keep him so forever but only purify him to have a high place in heaven though he undergoes all sorts of hellish things as in a cave of tragedy on the Earth!