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
- Hippo’s Hope by Shel Silverstein
- Николай Гумилев – Лесной пожар
- A Cross-Road Epitaph poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Postures by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Василий Жуковский – Из альбома, подаренного Ростопчиной (Пушкин)
- A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy
- Вера Павлова – Жизнь в посудной лавке
- Endymion: Book I poem – John Keats poems
- The Bee Meeting by Sylvia Plath
- The Deep-Sea Cables by Rudyard Kipling
- One Being Brought From Africa To America by Phillis Wheatley
- Sex Without Love by Sharon Olds
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- William Stafford – William Stafford
- In A Station Of The Metro poem – Ezra Pound poems
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