when ice cladded winter
Chilled my bones,
You call me to challenge
To breathe your calmness,
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Time is still notshaken Rubbed me frequently again and again, Like thorns of golden rose Stab my heart, So stubborn to haunt. very poetic descriptions, .. a sense of mystery in ur poems always. love to read u. tony
A good start with a nice poem, Paramananda. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Like thorns of golden rose Stab my heart, So stubborn to haunt... a carve of silence. very original in presentation. tony