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joi, 2 mai 2013

TREE OF LOVE




TREE OF LOVE

The winds that blow from the mills of Gods,
Throb the tomb of my forlorn memories 
And whispers to the moments 
Wrapped in white sheets
In the grave of unkept vows.

Where some unheard stories loom 
And rumble some unseen dreams.

The twilight has long lingered
Its roseate haze, upon the grass
Which is now perched and scorched
Under the merciless Sun.

Oh, the tree!

Where the God of Love Descended each night
Which was the beloved of Demeter,
Its each bough was laden with the fruits
And each root deep in the ground.
Under its romantic shades 
And tucked leaves with fragrance 
Blessed countless lovers
Which was once the Tree of love
Is now leafless and naked.

Hanook Gohar.
Copyrights@May1,2013

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