Tsira Gogeshvili

Rookie - 15 Points (29.07.1959. / Tbilisi)

* Sorcerer's Work - Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

Sorcerer's Work

If all the morning became identical,
If all the night- long continue in a twilight...
If the soul is punished to live without dream,
Tell me, it's not called death of the poet...

If azure- eyes do not see to sky more, more
Inevitably, I will soon forget of heavens colour ...
Don't begin a white song my white swan, while
I know, it's sorcerer's work, he has not died -live...


Comments about * Sorcerer's Work by Tsira Gogeshvili

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lynda Robson (7/15/2009 7:40:00 AM)

    Another excellent poem from you Tsira, full of magic and wonder
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  • Rookie - 24 Points Andrew Blakemore (7/13/2009 4:13:00 PM)

    Excellent poem Tsira, beautiful colour and imagery. Best wishes, Andrew (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 436 Points Indira Renganathan (7/3/2009 1:30:00 AM)

    Very catchy....beautiful imagery10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Catrina Heart (7/3/2009 1:14:00 AM)

    lovely and unique imagery as always Tsira! 10+++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 3, 2009



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