Mysteriousness Of Her Poem by Seema Aarella

Mysteriousness Of Her



Like a new leaf that opened
Silently unseen, in hue of pleasant green
Touched by impish breeze
Swaying to lose the crease

She wakes by the sleeping folk
Stirred, shaken a tear had broke
With edge of her robe she wipes it dry
No one knew what made her cry

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Daly 27 May 2008

The title of this is great It would have been mundane to have used the word 'mystery'. And the poem itself is lovely; it has a simplicity on one level but the final line throws the reader onto another plane. A wonderful poem seema.

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