THIS IS MY VERY FIRST POEM IN MY DIARY
N I WANT TO NAME MY BOOK OF POEMS
THE SAME
A new life, a new hope,
Blossoms with every bud that grows,
Withered away with stain time,
Every thorn that makes me pines.
But wait! Where is that anxiety?
That feeling of wonder,
That feeling of being loved and cared,
It’s all gone with time.
Lost in depths of jovial time,
An unknown coldness seize my thought,
I felt pain in every falling leaf,
And smile smiling at me in each flower,
Is this a moment to secure?
Or to lose away like new pals,
But my heart remains a garden,
An orchid of emotions.
: -Keshie
3 comments:
beautiful poem Keshie... you have really decorated your orchid of emotions with beautiful flowers of poetry.
Great going!
thanks mak! i love it when appreciation comes from u!!
Well here is the soul of the blog!!!
But am rather confounded by the use of the simile "Or to lose away like new pals"...Are the new friends so frivolous?? I never knew and couldn't agree to it, bt tn matter of Personal perceptions...I guess i couldn't understand the ulterior sense implied by the poet out here :S:)
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