Mihaela Pirjol

A Glass Of Wine - Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

The Spring in sorrow,
Blurred my tomorrow;
My crimson wine
Won't promise Divine.

Inhaling the smoke,
Can't fix my broke
Of heart that's dying;
Can't hold its crying.

Promise me bright
On tomorrow's sight;
A dream to attain:
No more in disdain!

Sing me a song,
Regain my heart strong:
Bring me sunshine
In this glass of wine!

Topic(s) of this poem: love, song, wine

Form: Quatrain

Comments about A Glass Of Wine by Mihaela Pirjol

  • Rajesh Thankappan (6/3/2016 10:35:00 AM)

    I too feel that this poem of your sync with my poem ' How I Wish for A Glass of Wine, ' and both poems complement each other very well. Hope the spirit of wine sings a lullaby and lulls its consumer to sleep! Loved the poem very much. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/12/2016 7:45:00 AM)

    Love and pain! But, you still have a dream to attain in life. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Burkett (10/19/2014 12:35:00 PM)

    The bottle is drained... and all that remains... is the sweet refrain... of memories. Porto? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 23, 2016

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