Round, Round, Around Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Round, Round, Around
Round, round, around
Churn the fogs, the mists.
See, even in the fogs Ideas light
Though they be rarer than in the soft
Mists.
The chill increases and the churning so.
I be a tortured Soul; let me not go.
But let my tortures serve as breeding ground
Of Suffering and of more Wisdom genesis.
Monday, August 21, 2023
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
8/28/2026 4:14:40 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
