Ivy Of The Past Poem by Arwen Lee CW
Ivy Of The Past
Today’s rose is well blossomed,
Poison ivy of the past grows still.
Questioning questions on my mind,
Troubling troubles rooted in my soul.
Fallen teardrops vanished in the rain,
Shattered dreams pierced heart in pain.
Venus perished in flame of dismay,
Valkyrie rises from the ashes of vengeance.
beautiful touching words...very very nice piece...your past never quiet lets you escape.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/15/2024 11:39:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
in the darkest night rise princess of mourning and claim the kingdom of birds and flowers. watch the rain drape canopy of forest as you marvel the beauty of a new day. thanksmd