Ferdinand L Quintos

Rookie - 10 Points (October 18,1942 / Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines)

Glass Tomb - Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

I awoke as darkness
gave the night a kiss,
a reluctant goodbye
to yield the blue sky.

To the hall I did race,
to see the red flower
you set in a glass vase
with a love so tender.

I felt profound sadness
when I saw it was all
withered and lifeless,
petals began to fall.

The bloom is now a mess,
leaving only a scent
of decaying sweetness,
a joyless world’s portent.

As I gazed at the vase,
it became as a tomb,
all ready to embrace
my love you only doomed.


Comments about Glass Tomb by Ferdinand L Quintos

  • Gold Star - 8,940 Points Khairul Ahsan (7/13/2013 7:51:00 PM)

    The wilting flower and the falling petals are a joyless world’s portent.....very nice analogy.
    As I gazed at the vase,
    it became as a tomb,
    all ready to embrace
    my love you only doomed.
    Aha! The doomed love!

    Dear poet, by the way,
    May I be excused if I dare say:
    With a love so tender...
    Without the a would be better? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 17, 2013


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