This Autumn I mourn
the fear of a leaf
who paid to October
a fistful of days
to dye her hair
from green to fire
unaware
that the dyeing brings death.
I mourn the nightmare of birches
who dreamt themselves fire
in the heart of Winter
unaware
that only becoming kindling
they will glow.
I mourn the sadness of the grapes
who yearned for rosy lips kisses
unaware
that to be drank from a glass
they must let themselves be crushed.
This Autumn I mourn
the despair of the Man
who searched for love
unaware
that she was his shadow
which he ignored
leaf by leaf
and tree after tree.
This Autumn I mourn the fear of a leaf who paid to October a fistful of days to dye her hair from green to fire unaware that the dyeing brings death. - - - - - An amazing poem that expresses the grief and sadness of heart.
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This is a really wonderful poem, with memorable phrases, like " a fistful of days" and " the dyeing brings death" , with a profound theme... well-chosen for poem of the day...
I like this poem; the full of lament for the love though neglected //
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oh the love sad love avoided though waiting leaf after leaf springtime after springtime thousands of negligence makes the eyes withered leaves yet love sitting on the path of waiting, on the coming back path of kissing on rosy lips......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent metaphorical poem- an interpretation of life.... and death. Thanks.
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