Under the moonlight,
On the star's doorways,
at the thresholds of the desert.
my beloved one,
that restless gypsy.
"the cot of my life,
and my death"
kept dancing , till
She collapsed.
By: R. F.
21/11/04
Hi every one, I am a first time bloger and I am interested in contemporary Poetry I will post poems from different poets and I try to translate from foreign poets also. perhaps some times I post one of mine. Please be generous in feedbacks. Thanks, Julius
1 comment:
it is touchi and i like it.
nora
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