Jac left here a poem...
DREAMS ARE NOW WINGLESS, FEEBLE SILVERS
A HORNBILL STAY WAITING, RAINDROPS HIS TEARS
WHEN HE CHOOSE CRYING, MIND SHRUNKEN, HERE
TEARS COME SQUIRTING, FLOODING ELSEWHERE
- JAC -
( Jac's poem, left here when he visited the page few days ago )
posted by net-net4 at 7:19 AM
8 Comments:
I think that due to the positioning of words, meanings are altered. So would you re-edit it like this way ?
When he choose crying, mind shrunken, here
Tears come squirting, flooding elsewhere
('here' is an integral part of the first line.)
Thank you for publishing it.
ok...i hope the poem is put right now... :)
bonjour
net-net4
a new one for you......
And one morning I woke up from the bed and I saw through the window ,
I saw a beautiful butterfly who could fly........
"...... beautifully crafted wings
spreading like a rainbow
playing like a child
innocent
flying like an Angel
glowing
reflecting warmth
all over.
A silent arrow
jealous of its glow
kissing through its vein
without warning
without pain
snatching its warmth and
diminishing its glow
forever..........."
A sudden breeze passed by
a silent spectator
Trapped in that zero state
a numb witness
between the morning breeze
the arrow
and
the butterfly
who could fly
no more........
Today they say is a gift,
Tomorrow is a mystery,
Am I to treasure the gift
or wait for the mystery to unveil
Yet as I wait
I'm wishful,mesmerised and hopeful,
Not only for the gift,
but for the mystery too..
That was a quick one I just did. coz i'm wondering what my day would be like tomorrow and don't know how thankful to be about today..:-)
bonjour
parfaitement fait !!
pu une libellule écrivez un poème ?
:)
Hi cosmic clown !
And when i woke up i saw a nice poem who could fly...
:)
Surprised to receive from lady divine one original poem :)
Thanks for this gift...
I will edit it after cosmic clown...
Jac pourrait écrire un poème en français ?
Libellule will try to write a poem soon...
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