Abandon the mirage of a thousand nights,
For centuries, I've strived to manifest a singular dream.
The colossal wish harbored in my heart
Is but an insatiable curiosity,
Longing for the moment it finds its haven.
Yet that moment, that harrowing moment,
When heart's desires converge,
Melding into a singular grief,
They drape themselves in mourning's garb
Amidst the icy clasp of time,
Leaving a patina of rust upon my world.
Spring beckons from distant dreamscape gardens,
But autumn, relentless in its hold,
Refuses to succumb to decay.
The autumn never rust away, great metaphor. Great picture to prove your poem.
Great poem, Dying for the moment it will find its destination. Great form.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Faith keeps those that keep the faith - Mother Teresa. A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. ➕9
I can't seem to find MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON poem. Can you give me the link please?