In this garden
the roses have all withered
the sparrows no longer twitter
the day is dark and bitter
In this garden
a rusty gate swings in the wind
a faded pinwheel gently spins
a sad little girl swings within
In this garden
the trees are brown and rotten
the youthful dreams are forgotten
the little tears fall often
In this garden
the land lays in dark repose
the stream no longer flows
the little eyes bare pain untold
In this garden
once there was beauty here
once laughter flowed sweet and clear
once there was vigilance near
The garden that is the mind and memory can wither with sorrow, but planting new seeds of hope, life, love and joy can bring it back to its splendor. Wonderful poem, Alesia. Thanks for sharing it. Peace
Hi Alesia.. this is a compelling write that held my attention beginning to end.
Wonderfully-phrased, attentively-written, full of beauty and dark emotion... I adored this from the first read and kept replaying it in my mind! You are a very talented writer, and this is superb work!
The drastic change of the once beautiful garden of life where streams flowed causing ripples and music, where people used to frequent to enjoy the beauty....... to the weed grown withering garden whose entrance is guarded by a rusted gate and where the drying plants are watered by human tears, is beautifully brought out! Enjoyed the poem!
U captured the imagery in soulful scenes so the poetic aspect in literary devices is awesome here. A great freeverse where evryting joins in doleful mood. Kudos. Did i read u before? Hey and thanx for yor great very true to life coment on my poem.
Great imaginary. We should back to the past. A captivating poem I like most. Many thanks for sharing.......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very moving poem on loss