WINTER'S SPELL
Ended, hence, the glorious time of the sun’s lifespan,
The trees were fully clothed, in leaves
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I enjoyed reading this poem in this dry and very hot weather of Delhi! =Raj Nandy
This a poem i shuld have read before my writing. My head bow sister you are having a indepth knowledge and write. My sincere thanks for sharing and making me to read.
This is not a Poem but a full length story! You write exceedingly well!
With youthful zest you write with wisdom beyond your years...The true heart of a poet. It is wonderful that you answered the call to speak in verse....and share it with the world..No closet writer you!
So many beautiful details, I advise you to find some pictures with Russian winter and compare with yours, perhaps it can help you to write something else about this season. Konstantin.
You are likened an innocent fledgling, who have sprouted her wings and chirps ever so beautifully, of whatever is seen of Earth, Life, aware of the spells that Love will have beholden for all listening hearts. See me smile also... ...louie
Reading you makes me wish i started writing earlier, i waited a long time gefore i did only to see something of myself in you, your work is most promising. Heavenly greetings from home Boomfriend Ruerd
Briliiant: 'a woman, old With shelves of homemade thoughts to dust through Full of excellent, exotic images' Wish you all the very bery best
Beautiful write! amazing that you could write like this at 11 years old! i can't even write like this at 14. Beautiful 10!
DEAR AISWARYA, YOU ARE TALENTED. YOU HAVE TO POLISH YOUR POEMS. THEY WILL SHINE.DO YOU WISH TO MEET ME. I CAN HELP YOU TO PUBLISH YOUR POEMS.YOU HAVE GOT THE CRAFT.PLEASE WRITE AGAIN. READ MORE LOVE WILFRED JOHN 9447792304
The sun coming to an end, memories of leaves, a bewitchingly beautiful woman found after breaking through ice, and a cheese ball. very nice, very nice
Are you really just 11? You write so well. Do post more poems. What do you think of the poems I posted?
You remind me of wandering ministrels Who go from town to town Carrying stories of unseen lands You took me too to a winter's land And delighted me with your tale! Angel