broken windows, crushed pate
abandoned tresses staling
on sullied deck of rose...
O what pain it bears on the lofty peaks of coldness?
What torment it feels in its reverberating loneliness?
fluxing icicle cries... cries to shun the rust on each petal
deafening silence mingle, as high noon witness
the mounting of summer dust...swathing doors
veins coil on cold leaves of your two-faced hatch
O what pain it bears on the lofty peaks of coldness? What torment it feels in its reverberating loneliness? fluxing icicle cries... cries to shun the rust on each petal.it is an previlage to witness such great poem from renowned poetess from philipinnes..land of love and warmth...tks for sharing it..10
a beautiful small poem madam.. and so are the expressions.. liked the choice of words.. 10+++ certainly.. i cordially invite you to read my new poem, 'the test of the chief'.. and do bless with your comments and votes for it.. regards prashant
At last you posted a new poem........ your piece is poetic and well express Good job C.T... A poem this good could never have been written by a 11 year old kid...lol Keep up the good work.... For sure we are happy to have you on p.h I personal hope you keep posting your poems here... I know p.h have a world of problems.... But some ppl here are like family... many thanks........ Keep making poems Keep on being nice Thank you...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
intrigues me catrina a great poem 10