A high cold star on a winter’s night
chiming the notes of her emotions
entering a forgotten melody in the past
is the word she feels for her pathos.
Tag: poem
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Foretoken
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At Day’s End
The day’s act has come to an end,
The scenes are become past,
The curtain falls on the stage
with the sound of nightly lullaby. -
Fairy fancy
She wishes he would love her,
When his eyes smile at her.
But she is like a fallen fairy
Who can’t be with a mortal any.His smiling eyes as always,
It’s just her infatuation.
Her wish she fancies secretly,
It’s just her imagination. -
Rainy Day Friday
A heavenly maid covered
the vault of heaven
with the gray curtain of rain
all day long . -
Epigenesis of Mind
The mind is its own place,
And it is its own fortress,
making a celestial palace
of the great deep of Hades.When the mind is at a loss,
in a labyrinth of woes,
it becomes an ancient captive
of a great beast primitive.The lamp of the eye entrances
the path to the virtual realities,
the abstract creation of the mind,
making it a hologram of world. -
About Sunflower
Of all the fair maidens willing, unwilling
to be in love with god of the Sun infatuating,Her love was alone, all alone, by herself,
So she kept all her passions to herself.Pining away with her welkin eyes so lovely,
She followed his ray of light across the sky.In her maiden fancy so true blue, so fulsome,
She flowered into a radiant golden blossom,From dawn to dusk till he vanished soon
Beneath the ever visiting Moon.
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