I cover in the murky cleft
Like an ugly owlet
Frightened by the neighing
Steeds of sun, that foraged
My garden with its lofty hoofs
Leaving behind a debris
Of mutilated dreams
Quandaries mushroom on
The mossy floor infected
By virus of doubts cultivated
In darkness of my mind
Dispelled of sunlight,
Confiscated off the basic
Aeration of positive beliefs
Insanely enough my feelings
Plunge to untimely death
Crashing on the boulders
Of toughening fortune,
Dumping my broken heart
To wail in unbounded grief
Like a parted mourning dove
In the thick congestion of
Surfacing wrinkles on
The face of my proud youth
Pain draws an unchanging frown
A tear breaks out insignificantly,
Unnoticed like a deformed rose
Disregarded by the flashy world.
a marvellous write and very strong use of metaphor....i luvd it the whole poem is superb but these lines are and will be remembered for my entire life.... ' Insanely enough my feelings Plunge to untimely death Crashing on the boulders Of toughening fortune, Dumping my broken heart To wail in unbounded grief Like a parted mourning dove ' bravo bravo 10+++++++++++++ nad A+++ for this tremendously good piece of art and added straigtt to my favs.list....thanks for sharing it... rgds asif
love your emotions, life is just the feelings a heart posesses. very nice
the last stranza is superb. efficiency is displayed
...'Quandaries mushroom on The mossy floor infected By virus of doubts cultivated In darkness of my mind Dispelled of sunlight, Confiscated off the basic Aeration of positive beliefs'... this beautiful para is the essence of this 'deformed rose' write...well done, Seema 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i'm awed at the use of metaphors...