My Window Poem by Cold Teardrop
My Window
Im looking trough my window
seing two men kissing beneath a tree,
so I see a tree.
Im looking trough my window
seing sparrows drinking from the nearby lake,
so I see a lake.
Im looking trough my window
seing brighful images, should they set me free..?
Im looking trough my window
seing splendid sounds, a hissing snake
Im looking trough my window
seing heart-shaped clouds in the clearness of the sky
so I see a sky.
Im looking trough my window
seing flocks of smoke
so I see some smoke.
Im looking trough my window
seing only darkness, not knowing why.
Im looking trough my window
seing destiny had reached me with a heavy stroke.
Im looking trough my window
seing the intencity of flying words
and the bright and mysticism of a rhyming poet.
Im looking trough my window
seing nothing, seing nothing, seing nothing,
so I see everything.
Im looking trough my window
seing a cold dead body of a young boy, laying lifeless
next the pieces of some bloody glasses, laying breathless
left alone, and still alone for seasons passes,
so I see myslef
A Sad poem but very beautiful in context.Please dont stop your writing you, I think have good writing ability.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 3:15:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a very interesting poem. It leaves you hanging till the end. I like the structure very much. It kind of leads you on a circular path. This can confuse a reader if the pieces seem to be scattered. That is how they appear in this poem. Somewhat scattered. I am left with several questions. This makes the poem a bit of a mystery. Even with the clarity at the end. GW62