My flowers died when it was April yet,
An eternal eclipse darkened my sight,
And a heavy air filled my lungs
How could I ever love the enchanting sunrise and the melancholic sunset?
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A good start with a nice poem, Ghazaleh. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
My attention has been drawn to you by the fact that I'm editing a series of poems by women writers for Fabrizio. Luckily yours are in my allocation and I marvelled at the quality of your verse. You even mention two of my favourite poets Sylvia Plath and dear Anne Sexton! This poem displays the touch of a genuine poet too. It's going into my list of favourites
my ears could no longer catch the waves of beautiful sounding birds......// beautiful poem shared