Treasure Island

Nizamettin Esen Haymanali


Those mysterious roses


Those sweet scented
Dewy and drowsy
Morning roses

These fading flowers
Unaware of our beings
And of their beauties

Must have a myriad
Of sleeping secrets
& misty mysteries
To whisper softly

Or to say publicly
To our curious ears

At this very moment
Of this misty morning

Become unfortunately
Future of yesterday

And the recent past
Of early tomorrow

So mysteriously
Disappearing
Sweetly, softly
Like a rainbow

Submitted: Wednesday, August 05, 2009
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  • Dagmara Anna (9/30/2009 6:06:00 PM)

    Beautiful and enrapturing writing full of the charm.

    Given in the light and interesting way. (Report) Reply

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