AUTUMN GRAPES
by Önder Kurt
It was an autumn season when I first saw you
Your first glance at me was a rose left from the spring
It was a spring day when I bonded anguishes
All the roses blooming in that fury glare withered.
I don’t look for other eyes looking at me like that
Happy with the first emotion, shining like the sun
In the dreams in flames, a swing begins to burn
What shook me was your distant eyes, god!
With my own hands I destroyed the glass houses
Looking at the mirrors my young face grew old
When waken up from the deathful sleep, I saw the light
Laying down in front of me was the thousand of bunches of grapes
In my inner self ,I grew up a newly spring
Like longing from a mother to her child
In a yearning way I soothed my sadness
Like dampness in the earth after the rain
From poor pavements I stole ordeals
What wets my pillow is my heartsick tears
Destroying my dreamland , I was left half done
Now, with my sins I stone the devils.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Khan Zadas Song On The Hillside
- Hymn From A Watermelon Pavilion by Wallace Stevens
- Николай Карамзин – К соловью
- Иван Бунин – Ночного неба свод далекий
- A man saw a ball of gold in the sky by Stephen Crane
- Cartographies Of Silence
- To Songs At the Marriage Of The Lord Fauconberg And The Lady Mary Cromwell poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- A Faery’s Lament poem – Ysabelle Moriarty poems | Poetry Monster
- Passion Of My Heart by Stevens Cadet
- A Desolate Shore by William Ernest Henley
- Storm
- Иван Козлов – Умирающая Эрменгарда
- A Sleepless Night poem – Alfred Austin
- Ballade Of The Southern Cross poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Crush by Muhereza Louis
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