It happened in the night time within a hallowed nook.
The birth of a thousand tomorrows, beside a furrowed brook.
The motion of the moment lay twisted on frozen snow.
The sorrow of the world where hated memories grow.
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What a good poem you are very descriptive. You have used so much emotion and the use of imagery was great. It was really unique and different, Take care.
you have painted a great picture Lesa...great going...nalini