Cambodian Flower
by Norma Martiri
Falling petals brush her face
Fantasies fill time and space.
Mae’s soft kisses touch her cheeks
A kind whisper quietly speaks.
Desperation tugs and bays
Darkness fills the longest days.
Sweaty faces, frenzied hands
Sunny beaches, waves and sands.
Dirty kisses lick her neck
Torture keeps rebels in check.
Favourite games with her best friends
Heavy breathing, soon it ends.
Lotuses float overhead
How she wishes she were dead.
Copyright ©: 2011
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Нина Воронель – Не слишком ли ты многого
- In The Hills Of Shiloh by Shel Silverstein
- Sculptor by Sylvia Plath
- It is the Muses by Sappho
- Please Don’t Judas Me by Mark Miller
- The Rain by Robert Creeley
- Федор Сологуб – Лиловато-розовый закат
- Игорь Северянин – Памяти В. Башкина
- Илья Эренбург – Ода
- Translated From A Sonnet Of Ronsard poem – John Keats poems
- Robert Burns: The Auld Farmer’s New-Year-Morning Salutation To His Auld Mare, Maggie: On giving her the accustomed ripp of corn to hansel in the New Year.
- Dedication by Wole Soyinka
- Алексей Толстой – Пусть тот, чья честь не без укора
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Hugh Parker:
- Омар Хайям – Не зарекайся пить бесценных гроздий сок
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