Tsira Gogeshvili

Rookie - 15 Points (29.07.1959. / Tbilisi)

' When Your Bedroom..... - Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

When your bedroom for you very far

When already you stand -nearby by bar,

When you will finds so well corner's chair,

When the waiter hears you without words,

When cigarettes did not remain in a pocket,

When a pen for- covers was lost - naked,

When behind windows the old moon to you talks,

And when for forgotten pains promises again,

When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine,

When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood,

When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane,

& your bedroom not seems for you any more far.


Comments about ' When Your Bedroom..... by Tsira Gogeshvili

  • Jazib Kamalvi (8/5/2017 6:11:00 AM)


    A nice poetic imagination, Tsira. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks (Report) Reply

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  • Saadat Tahir (7/16/2010 11:55:00 AM)


    awesome....really liked the magnetic lines

    When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine,

    When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood,

    When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane,

    & your bedroom not seems for you any more far.


    cheers
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/21/2010 8:08:00 AM)


    the poetic portrait of your scenic bed room...it isn't far as long as the mood is near to you...10 (Report) Reply

  • Ramin Chaman (3/17/2010 2:29:00 PM)


    Hi Tsira

    And when for forgotten pains promises again,


    i enjoyed it...well said..

    Ramin
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  • (2/11/2010 8:02:00 AM)


    Very beautiful, Tsira. May that old moon
    in your window keep on whispering
    such poems to you.

    Love,

    Sandra X
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  • Sadiqullah Khan (2/11/2010 12:42:00 AM)


    When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine,

    When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood,

    When now feet itself go back well on familiar lane,
    ........I would prefer not to walk to my bedroom then
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  • Naseer Ahmed Nasir (2/10/2010 6:45:00 AM)


    When behind windows the old moon to you talks,
    And when for forgotten pains promises again,
    When swings in a glass- so lovely, of red wine,
    When its redness doesn't remind only sin's & blood,

    These are beautiful lines, Tsira. Bedroom is the best place to take refuge from all “hustles and bustles” of life.
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  • Is It Poetry (2/8/2010 1:54:00 PM)


    When a pen
    the paper of covers
    binder...
    was ink - words,
    open then was
    my window
    that new moon
    looked with
    light bright breath..
    fell thus upon you.....iip
    (Report) Reply

  • PERSIAN NIGHTINGALE (2/8/2010 1:26:00 PM)


    straight from your heart, so touching, well done, thanks for sharing 10 (Report) Reply

  • (2/7/2010 8:20:00 AM)


    This is a lovely poem. The lines spaced like that give it an ethereal touch. One can see you thinking as you work. A rarity. -LP (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 5, 2011


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