Illusion Poem by Rahman Henry

Illusion

Rating: 4.2


Here flies the dust, condensed darkness here,
Whose shadow comes up home from the ancient pond

Her face lowered, eyes wet with tears, hands trembling
Yet, each moment seems to be the first and colorful

Thousand pairs of lips she has
Where should I kiss?

Tuesday, August 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: illusion,kiss,love,shadow
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 03 September 2016

Wow metaphorical and figurative. The phrasing is very impressive. Kudos. Nice to read from u again, pls do comment my latest poem on eclipse too.

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Rahman Henry

Rahman Henry

Natore, Bangladesh.
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