Tears
On my head, as black as a bee,
The shadow of sorrow was deep.
The flower-heads were crying,
The eyes were full of tears
The petals were scorched by oppression,
Strict heat
All the sobs of the fragrance slid down as water droplets
Tears-in the ears of dew,
Pouring the infinite intoxication
Which ray did you come from,
Colored the generous rain
There was a restless uproar in the inner chambers of the night
When soft flames of rays rose in the heart of the darkness
As soon as the dawn descended,
On the hazy horizon,
There was a honey-shower of white flowers on the earth
Weighed down by the toil of tears,
The wings of the eyelids were spread.
The poor birds of dreams flew away from their nests
Night gathered its loose hair,
The lowered eyes of the lotus were shy.
The dawn extinguished the stars' lamps
In my dormant life,
The time of awakening came
With half closed eyes, I saw the soft light.
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏. @vikbuddy
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The shadow of sorrow. I could feel the agony in your character weighed down. What a lovely and thoughtful poem of the horrors of night contrasted with the approaching dawn. As always, the morning brings the chance at a fresh start.
Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed this. Take care.
Thank you so much. Have a good day ☺️ !LUV !PIZZA
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