Treasure Island

Jasmine Kaur


Folding leaves


Folding leaves hold memories of a thousand ages
Their fragile golden skin filled with black curves
Lives lived and never lived etched indelibly
Fantasy and horror spilling lost tales
With love pouring in droplets of rain
And stars singing you to sleep

Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 16, 2013

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  • Khairul Ahsan (8/18/2013 6:41:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem. Welcome to this forum, you have joined us with such a lovely poem.10/10.
    My favorite lines:
    Lives lived and never lived etched indelibly
    Fantasy and horror spilling lost tales
    With love pouring in droplets of rain
    And stars singing you to sleep
    @ Tiku, very nice comment. (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (8/18/2013 5:40:00 AM)

    very nice. a sweet maiden drop and wish to read you more.keep inking Jasmine. (Report) Reply

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