Where has the grandeur of the glory, old times gone,
In the square, only a stone pagoda is forlorn,
No temple and the corner stones are scattered on the meadow.
As the sun tilts, the tip of branches, it's shaking, the shadow.
(7th, Sep.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 10th, 2023 18:56
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
'old times gone,'
'a stone pagoda is forlorn,'
'scattered on the meadow.'
'the shadow.'
(these lines by themselves
make a Brilliant poem
you should enter it in a contest or something
thank you! cherished Poet
one of the best poems I have read all year)
Hi! L. B.
Thank you for your kind comments. You encourage me so much! Have a nice new week! Thanks a lot.
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