April Days Poem by Ghazaleh Bayat
April Days
My flowers died when it was April yet,
An eternal eclipse darkened my sight,
And a heavy air filled my lungs
How could I ever love the enchanting sunrise and the melancholic sunset?
Life and sense,
were gone out of my life
And my heart
And my eyes.
And my ears could no longer catch the waves of beautiful sounding birds
And all it cought was the endless screams of a sorrowful woman
Who was lost
And was lonely
And was helpless
And hopeless
And cold
And blue
As the poor sun was.
A good start with a nice poem, Ghazaleh. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
My attention has been drawn to you by the fact that I'm editing a series of poems by women writers for Fabrizio. Luckily yours are in my allocation and I marvelled at the quality of your verse. You even mention two of my favourite poets Sylvia Plath and dear Anne Sexton! This poem displays the touch of a genuine poet too. It's going into my list of favourites
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 5:42:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
my ears could no longer catch the waves of beautiful sounding birds......// beautiful poem shared