In The Corner Sculpted The Shrine Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
In The Corner Sculpted The Shrine
In the corner sculpted the shrine
Weeps in the icy cold tear less
By the lamp hanging swings.
Creaks the night lamp; occasional
Flickers in the corner light
As hiding from the icy wind.
A distant bell to the sadness
Adds ringing from a distant church
In the old city beauty and fear merge.
It's midnight striking
It'd old Valletta!
Sunday, March 3, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: old,city
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