Once in a high noon – Wednesday
Leisurely, the nightjar and goldcrest
Took the weight off their feet
By the limbs of juniper and fir tree
Wherein names in vast crowd
Raced towards the high throne
And walked on the red carpet
Of beauteous gorgeous eminent
Of painters, playwrights and artists
She was eager to bestow her sail
To fairy godmother of all fate
A choice rendered in a heartbreaking work
Of the melancholic strings of harp
She stepped backwards, inch by inch
String by string, notes flew on wings
Her silence held on a bite of lip
And gone away in teary eyed pearls
Upon the horde of famous thespian
Where all viewers have eyes on fuss
She forwent and ripped her own
Yielded you to the cuckoo bird of love
Who sung melodious canto of charm?
Who was eligible to tease and dance?
Like parakeet or cockatoo on romance
As the white flag raised, lovers’ era and break
Red lane opened on a center stage
Where amorous heart seen right, untainted
Played the chords of zealous account of love
Bestowed to someone who would hold your hand?
Someone who would care on the endless nights
Someone who would love you more in each passing daylights
But it turned out not to be… just another disguise
Another play of fire, another game to their mind…
another play of fire, fresh from the oven, nice piece as always
Yummy this is wonderful, The poem consist of a perfect balance of Poetic words, a nice taste of normal words which not poetic readers can enjoy and an encellent flow to keep the readers lock in... Well excuted...Good Job C.T.Heart... Voted 10/10/10
catrina im sitting here in awe after reading expressive flowing thanks 10
She stepped backwards, inch by inch String by string, notes flew on wings Her silence held on a bite of lip And gone away in teary eyed pearls.some lovey and pure soul is sitting in pet'sprecious heartandi think some oneshould fill that place... well deserviing pat on her backfor splendidwork.. I wish i could be the man for it....hahahh lovely deserving 10
This poem clearly shows progress and tighter control. I won't pretend to understand all the lines; a few sound awkward. Yet I'm glad to see that cliches are at a minimum this time. The poem flows more seamlessly and naturally than most of your others. Much better, Catrina.
Wow, what a beautiful creation, incredible work! 10 is the least for this kind of write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ma'am, you always amaze me! very remarkable and fantastic!