Shireen Dianne

(Bridgeport, CT, USA)


Poem by Shireen Dianne

When the white and
silent snow
falls softly on earth,
It seems my soul
awakens from a rebirth,
Through its tranquility
my heart gains
the solitude,
then slowly and slowly
my spirit attains its
complete beauty.

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  • Kamrul Hassan (5/21/2020 6:40:00 AM)

    The poems of Shireen Dianne are as soft as snow flakes, like icecteam melting inside mouth.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003