If then there were moonless long nights...
And the silent horseman went, like same...
If then the horse, too, was more blackish
As homeless thoughts over sad- knight...
What the smallest birdie could do of a garden
She sang in the afternoon and night by ear her thin.
So, did light for a sympathetic the fan of red rose,
Look, morning has caught up, them, with white horse...
Dear Tsira, it's really lovely. Well done. Konstantin. P.S. By the way, if you want to smile and be a bit disappointed, read 'Let me... (The end) '.
So, did light for a sympathetic the fan of red rose, Look, morning has caught up, them, with white horse..................wonderful imagery as curved over the light with color, sating the hearts galloping over white horse.ingenious write,10++, thanks for sharing
You've crafted with excellent imagery...despair and hope...am I right Tsira...interesting
As homeless thoughts over sad- knight... ------------ I like the sound of it and the image too....
Ah, Tsira, such a lovely and tender poem, rich in texture and imagery. Very sweet and well done.10++++
Loved the imagination of this poem, Poetic language flowed beautifully! ; D
What the smallest birdie could do of a garden She sang in the afternoon and night by ear her thin. So, did light for a sympathetic the fan of red rose, Look, morning has caught up, them, with white horse.. perfect way of writing and professionally expressed with symbolic way... really great work is this one.. sweet, rich and meaningful...liked it 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Symbolical and realistic at the same time..I love the imagery you build..very good write, thanks for sharing. Yelena M.