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.
straight from your heart, so touching, well done, thanks for sharing 10
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
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.
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
A nice poetic imagination, Tsira. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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
the poetic portrait of your scenic bed room...it isn't far as long as the mood is near to you...10
Hi Tsira And when for forgotten pains promises again, i enjoyed it...well said.. Ramin
Very beautiful, Tsira. May that old moon in your window keep on whispering such poems to you. Love, Sandra X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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