Rainy morning designing
some flowers of melancholy
old regrets flying
like catfish memory ...
Open book of farewell ,
muddled bed ,sad spell...
After body smell nostalgy ,
illusion show for parrot parody...
Empty shrine of night,
black gem of extinct light...
love goes no further winter ,
delicious poison ending bitter...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 8th, 2023 06:31
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard
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Comments3
I liked it but I have a habit of bad interpretation!
You keep my muddled mind in fine tune.
Muddled time and weather ...
L'amour, comme une fleur fragile, se fane sous les vents d'hiver, laissant derrière lui le goût persistant d'un délicieux poison.
Beau poème!
c'est peut-être pire un amour qui se termine au soleil de l'été !
The lovely picture truly enhances the lingering fragrance, and afterglow of such pleasure, if only for one more night. Beautifully crafted, thoroughly enjoyed.
Thanks dear Bella. You have translated the essence of my text with your deep artistic sensibility .
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