Eek! On the moonless sky, grey clouds are ashen and sober;
Trees are swaying helter-skelter with leaves tousled and sere
As west wind drives the minute nature in a conspirative plot,
voodooed by an autumn night, a lonesome pine in an orphic thought.
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the poem of sadness... poem of tears and fears... don`t be afraid of yourself and love your soul, my friend... don`t be afraid your life... it is full of unknown ways but you should know a poet`s heart will by you forever... it is the greatest gift but it`s full of loneliness... sometimes... but i see the light on your way. that is my mystic word for you, dear poet.
you know i never surprised when i read a comment from Wahab, and i agree both comment from Eka too..This poem is about loneliness but when read your poem it is some like a happiness and you are type of person who have a hype soul and happy person, that the best spirit that i adore in your poems :) ..I know Eka was right but i know you are stronger person with great zest inside...a catchy poem like always and it true that this is your poem..hidden bar code in your melodic poem! _Unwritten SOul
I'm honoured by a gracious review on the poem 🙏🙏👍👍