Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Gold Of Love Comments

Rating: 4.8

Don`t look in my face, set my palm free,
Don`t touch my memory, not any longer,
Gold of church rings has burned the ring finger,
Now that I`ve taken it off, I`m again me...
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Emma Adamyan
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Pampero Jadan 22 January 2011

sad poem paiful of dead love amazing metaphor gold leaves nice poem

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A really excellent poem! Gold of love, depicts rich and, unto, the poor. Well done; D

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Matt Mooney 27 April 2010

A very well written translation of a really good poem on the lost gold and lost love.

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Mahyar Goodarzi 14 January 2010

i see a gr8 poem. i wish i could write such a thing. would U help me to? comment mine, perhaps improvement.

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Dr.subhendu Kar 07 January 2010

Gold of leaves will be whirling under my head, Gold of love once we`ve shared now is dead, Gold of love that was changed on coppers, Made paupers your current friends................. yet the love hides in its cave heart delves again beauty from grace, most passionate write yet poignant too, ingeniously curved on then rune of inevitability,10+++, thanks for sharing

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this is well transcriped.. very good infact.

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