The Winding Street To Blue Hill Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Winding Street To Blue Hill
Battlefield of beauty
A winding street on a green hill!
Dusty
The
Ways
And
Strait
The
Winding
Street
At
Night
The
Moon
Lights
It
A
Ghastly
White
Yet
Still
There's
Beauty
On her forehead!
The
Only
Street
To
The
Hill
Where
One
Can
Search
Solitude
Find it
And
In
The
Solitary heart of sadness
There
Sing unheard
Of life's tragedies
Wednesday, December 20, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,sadness
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