I Cannot So.... Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

In the going and that way, more often we do where the fact that it is not and anyone is loved it is by you, it is oldest, of the old.. but yet it goes, … It clears off that mountain view.. which...when with...around it... which that anyone the other, you do not think and we want but and, smile thus you rejoice, - feeling of exchanging it off in another person… But thy Beauty is color which it gives... There is no possibility of day.. depending upon; Is and the air which is born, …anew of dew....iip

Tsira, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and we behold your work with great feeling Daniel 10

wow tsira you write an astonishing pieces always, ratings are only for those who sit long to the computer but that doesn't mean or justify the quality of their works...many poets shine on other sites where no ratings are found....

Tsiira this verse gives it's pleasure to others without a doubt - - 10 + + + from Fay