The Dragon Poem by Darlan M Cunha

The Dragon

Rating: 5.0

The time burned in vain in the village square, because
on the only day the Dragon lowered his head
took the opportunity to comb their thin strands of hair
and it was his doom, because the Dragon's head
it's made of fire stars, and it's only dance oriented
if they are all in exact sync, multi-millenary
but men and women, because they are ephemeral,
conjugate all verbs in the past, in a hurry
inherent in them and them. The Dragon withered, lying is
and it may not recover, but if it succeeds, it will burn the village.

Monday, February 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dragon,dragon boat festival
Magadha Rani 24 February 2020

A wonderful occasional poem.....liked it.....10+++++

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Darlan M Cunha 24 February 2020

Thank you so much MAGADHA RANI for you visit and comment.

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Adilson Pinto 18 October 2020

Gostei muito desse seu poema amigo Darlan! Acima de tudo por causa de sua evidente critividade! Vou ler outros mais, com certeza! Muito agradecido pela visita em minha página! Forte abraço deCascavel- Paraná!

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Mahtab Bangalee 26 February 2020

beautiful poem penned; interesting; I enjoyed

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Darlan M Cunha 25 February 2020

Thanks, dear poet KOSTAS LAGOS. I am very grateful for your visit and your comment

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Kostas Lagos 24 February 2020

Well written poem! Really good work

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Darlan M Cunha 24 February 2020

Thank tou so much MAGADHA RANI for your visit and comment.

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Darlan M Cunha

Darlan M Cunha

Medina, MG, Brazil
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