13-Apr-2008, 16:35
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 Re: The Poem
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Originally Posted by Bassim  On the cold dreary winter days,
far away from my home,
when my soul suffers the most,
my mind moves back in time,
like in a self defence.
I am in a bright room with the open window.
The sent of jasmine wafts inside,
on the light breeze.
Trees bulge with ripe fruits.
| Perhaps: On cold dreary winter days,
far away from home,
when my soul suffers the most,
my mind moves back in time,
as if in self defence.
I am in a bright room with an open window.
The sent of jasmine wafts inside
on a light breeze.
The trees are heavy with ripe fruit.
What do you think?  |