She looked in her mirror.....
....Instantaneously she felt a shiver....
..............She tried to paint her lips red...........
.....................Too bad she was long - dead...................
Κοίταξε στον καθρέφτη......
.........Κι ένιωσε αμέσως ρίγη........
.............Κόκκινα ήθελε τα χείλη της να βάψει...........
................Κρίμα που από καιρό την είχαν θάψει...............
DARK " humour" . Just what i enjoy. I like how you used....... to form the shape of the poem. bri :)
Great piem for Hallowwen. But REALKY, a scari one, my friend. 5 stars. Panagiota
Wow, the mirror is subconscious spirit trying to do makeup even after death, fantastic humour as well as the last wish of every women.5**
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks for the hot cup of tea don't offer me like a shiver you give her after her death keep me hot yet KL