Cold Poems: 447 / 500

Doves In The Cold

Rating: 4.2

Doves in the cold

Like carving; you and me
On the young, wild tree
In forest, and free
That grew tall and firm
Keeping hearts in place
Things have changed…

On the top of the hill
A look at the ravine
Opens sight to trees
Heads have changed
In colour, as if aged.

Fall came and summer
Went…

As has died our old love
Two single doves in cold.

Saturday, October 3, 2015
Cold Poems: 447 / 500
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Melvina Germain 05 October 2015

A beautiful carving indeed, I enjoyed reading this poem, thank you.....

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Nassy Fesharaki 05 October 2015

Thank you Melvina

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 October 2015

Very interesting and wise imagery is drawn here definitely. Very interesting.

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Nassy Fesharaki 04 October 2015

Thank you dear

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Vishal Sharma 03 October 2015

Made my day Your words have magic.in themselves

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Nassy Fesharaki 04 October 2015

Thanks for your kindness

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