* * * My Prairies And My Jungle Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

* * * My Prairies And My Jungle

Rating: 2.8


My Prairies And My Jungle

When that we were favourites of sky and heavens...
When that we were favourites of prairies and jungle...

When that we were happy. We thought to another neither...
Then we were able to cry and laughter... Smiled each other...

Now my wolves get accustomed of collars- skins-colour's...
Now even the dogs escape from the house to the far-forest...

And small sparrows have started to fly in warm to the country...
But starlings and swallows remained to me of winter's nests...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marieta Maglas 03 June 2009

Although, according to Darwin's theory, we are the most evolved of animals, the release from this condition is the word.10++

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Fay Slimm 02 June 2009

There was a time when praries and jungle were revered and habitation of many species of animals and birds - - -this poem rememberes that and also refers to the present condition of the animals etc. now..... thank you Tsira - -this is a good write...10 from Fay...xx

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Obinna Eruchie 02 June 2009

a lovely way of giving a view of love in a wonderful time.

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Ashraful Musaddeq 02 June 2009

'Now my wolves get accustomed of collars- skins-colour's... Now even the dogs escape from the house to the far-forest... And small sparrows have started to fly in warm to the country... But starlings and swallows remained to me of winter's nests...' Delighted Tsira, delighted I am. How intelligent write it is! Small sparrow started to fly but starlings and swallows remained to the nest! Using outstanding imagery is your poetic style. Love with 10+++

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