My eyes are eclipsed,
Partial darkness has rested within my eyes,
I see remnants of flecks of glorious light,
Yet darkness hath shrouded such weakness,
Igonimies of crimson, abundant are they?
A Penumbra of somber dignity shant come
from my forever dying lips,
The infamy that is Crimson,
remains shrouded in its very own
penumbra of dusty light.
This poem is written magnificantly and describes your feelings perfectly. Although, there are alot of complicated words there - maybe I need to keep a dictionary with me to interpret it correctly... =)
a very well written poem! ! ! .....i am glad tht u invited me to read this :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Yet darkness hath shrouded such weakness, Igonimies of crimson, abundant are they? ' Hello dear! You rocks with this poems. You expressed some inexplicable poems with ease as cool breeze. That's why I love this poem. to the poem 10+++++ rating! To the poet 100% marks!