...In The Valley Of My Mind Poem by Eyan Desir
...In The Valley Of My Mind
I carry black roses
Of what that has been
Rain drops wet my floor
To many cold night
Days of unfairness
I smell her fragrant
I awake to find this
In the valley of my mind
I hear the wedding bells
I see a wedding ring
Her kisses wet my lips
I see her smiling face
I hold her to find it's
In the valley of my mind
The rain drops has dried
I'm happy I can smile
Because I realize
I can get her back
Any time I want to
In the valley of my mind
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The bottom line is that what we call reality is a kind of fiktion composed of our brain/mind. Nice romantic writing.
Nice read...touching and melancholic in a way! I like the idea of the black roses.
pain and pleasure in the mind of love lost. the poem has a good imagery.
In the valley of my mind - beautiful Eyan...where precious moments, even after the pain, can be stored....
The mind is a powerful thing. If not for hopes and dreams, we would never attempt anything. You make the choices that define your life - 'in the valley of your mind'. Nice write, Eyan Linda :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 3:28:19 AM # 1.0.0
Nice write Eyan, the valley of the mind is capable of anything, 10 Lynda xx