As his mind weaves
A spiderweb on the wall
Of his heart
I silently watch
Bemused
Admiring the intricate web
So light
Beguiling in its softness
And watch the hovering bees
Slowly becoming a prisoner
Caught in its beauty
And
The spider mind
Already moved
To a new wall
To make
Its next masterpiece
TO - masterpiece was it? or did you use sarcasm? Whatever - this is definitely a literary treasure! A 10 for your talent.
Intricately, delicately, admiringly put. The same could be said of the human being... rarely. Grand write. t x
Don`t U just love those spider webs..I always have broom in hand to get red of them....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
reminds me of how fast people chnage partners now-a-days especially youngsters, they say-it's for fun, I mean I am 19, a youngster, but I can never imagine connecting with someone and then disconnecting after you've had 'fun'. Was this poem about the trend I'm talking about? ! Man, you're making me analyse! (oops, I mean, Woman, you're making me analyse) Preets