Tsira Gogeshvili

Rookie - 15 Points (29.07.1959. / Tbilisi)

Not It Envieshim His Desolation... - Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili


March couldn’t part with its nature,
Made me give up the isolation.
Then it marched into someone else…
Somewhere, not near, far away…
And, now, envies him his desolation.

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  • (4/8/2008 11:58:00 AM)

    A thought provoking piece of poetry in your onw wonderful style 10 Chris (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, May 30, 2008

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