When she will enter my room
Every corner will brighten up with gloom
There will be an icy cold breeze
Sweet sensational feelings of her and mine
She will stand at the bottom of my bed
And stare me with bright shiny eyes
Like stars in a pitch black night
She will hold me by my toes
And pull me with a tender blow
Away from this dark hole,
Hole made of flesh and bones,
She will kiss me with her lips
Which will feels like
Cold frigid bliss
I know she will come
And I am for sure
A promised love made by him
When he sent me in this hole
A true love is on its way
To take me away
Hello poet friend. I did visit and want to encourage you to keep improving and posting, not too bad. Loyd
Aijaz....pls look into the second line, gloom itself means darkness....when she enters she cant brighten up ur room with darkness, make it as 'Every corner will brighten and lose the gloom'. And except for few more grammatical snags ur poem is good.
Pretty good poem, but the first lines is awkward. You don't need an 's' on 'enters.' It should read 'she will enter my room.' The first line of a poem brings the reader in, you obviously want them to continue reading. However, this is not very inviting. The same thing happens towards the end of the poem when you say, 'which will feels like.' It's a problem that can easily be fixed.
...words emitting intense love here.....fine expression.......10
the rythm builds on a nice outcome at the end, , , liked reading it
nice rythmic poem...like the message at the end...we have indeed all been promised love...we just have to learn to accept it with grace and not fall prey to disillusionment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'A promised love made by him When he sent me in this hole A true love is on its way To take me away' Nice, nice, nice.10++