The Face Poem by Anne Yun

The Face

Rating: 4.7


The face that has been haunting like summer mosquito,
bites finally deep into dream, till every cell itchs for a scratch.
out of the window, a star is hanging still,
still, i have an interrupted dream to catch.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: haunted
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 18 October 2018

out of the window, a star is hanging still, still, i have an interrupted dream to catch. Very nice expressions and the haunting mosquito as example.... thank u dear poetess. tony

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Seamus O Brian 10 October 2016

Your imagery is so powerful, and mature. Bravo! :)

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Donnie Wolff 07 May 2016

Few words deeply felt are as powerful to a reader as their dream on a long sleepless night. Beautiful

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