Cynthia Bienose


Tomorow's Fleshy Face - Poem by Cynthia Bienose

Beyond the rainbows of the night,
I see a childlike ray of light.
It beams amicably on my soul,
Flouncing hope like a blow,
Taking my despair in a whisper.
From solidity, i woke up deeper,
Trying to find my own pace,
In tomorrow's fleshy face.


Comments about Tomorow's Fleshy Face by Cynthia Bienose

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, April 6, 2012


[Report Error]