Glimpse the colors of solitude
Flag of ruin whispers there
Tremor that expect for a stampede
Sound that resound in solitude
Fumes are lively and delimited
Flow that explodes in a system
From the depths of a broken heart
Destruction not benevolent at all
Burn that swallow peacefulness
Ash never speak its pain inside
Ruined part of fertile land
Perished in the anger that lord
Never impede it with lazy skill
Let it calm for a renaissance
Open eyes to a fertile land
Rejuvenated with new norms
Anger burns but revamp something
Smashed stillness that prolific inside
To renew the love in another form
A breeze that is abundant someway! ! ! !
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Glimpse the colors of solitude Flag of ruin whispers there Tremor that expect for a stampede Sound that resound in solitude love the stanza very nice thank you
Glimpse the colors of solitude Flag of ruin whispers there Tremor that expect for a stampede Sound that resound in solitude love the stanza very nice thank you
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
Nice poem crafted brilliantly on one of the aspects of Nature........amazing write
Anger burns but revamp something Smashed stillness that prolific inside To renew the love in another form A breeze that is abundant someway! liked these lines sooo much. very very fine. nice poem crafted brilliantly.
When someone bursts out in anger he becomes peaceful in that moment and that is the best time to attack him with the weapons of love, he will surrender unconditionally. A nice poem.
Though silent, lava churns inside a volcano which might explode at any time! An angry man is like a volcano! When he learns to conquer his anger, the fire within him dies out and he will cease to be dangerous! Great write!
Wonderful glimpse makes this poem more natural and great tribute to Mother Nature. All should never show anger and should leave giving pain. Beautiful message within.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Anger burns but revamp something Smashed stillness that prolific inside To renew the love in another form A breeze that is abundant someway! ! ! ! Yes it is so. When temperature increases too much clouds rise and cause rains. The weather is changed. The lovers when reunite it's a lovely and beautiful relationship. A beautiful poem.