I am prisoned in high chamber,
Watching flowing clouds of years,
In the middle of November
I will hide from you upstairs.
I am prisoned in a tower,
But sometimes I see the stars,
To search which I have no power,
Being lost in mist of scars.
In the chamber, lone and cold,
Key is lost - I`m in a bind...
Life beneath is underworld,
But I`m far from other side.
I should return, I should come down,
When I won’t be afraid:
Only when I see the ground,
If the flowing clouds fade! :)))
I am prisoned in high chamber,
Watching flowing clouds of years,
In the middle of November
I will come to you, downstairs...
(november 2006)
November Prisoner
© Copyright: Талвир, 2007
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Marvelous! U use such extraordinary, beautiful words. Rich vocabulary! Congratulations. The best I've ever read in English)
Забелло Ирина Владимировна 01.06.2007 18:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Забелло Ирина Владимировна 01.06.2007 18:37 • Заявить о нарушении
Благодарю ;)) Приятно слышать отзывы на англоязычные стихи...а то все как-то больше русские читают ; \
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