by marikiaTbilisi, Georgia
Nov 2016 766 Views 1 comments
I’m not alive, I wish to come to life…
I’m not alive, I wish to come to life,
Once more night shades have covered ground.
And dream, a golden dream of mine
Like angel will fly back again and settle down.
Or what did yesterday I feel, who knows?
Winds yesterday messed up my hair.
It’s snowing, now in my soul
A silence reigns again and bliss is there.
Once more night shades have covered ground.
And dream, a golden dream of mine
Like angel will fly back again and settle down.
Or what did yesterday I feel, who knows?
Winds yesterday messed up my hair.
It’s snowing, now in my soul
A silence reigns again and bliss is there.
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Posted: Nov 2016
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Terenti Graneli (1897–1934) – a pen-name of a noted Georgian poet Terenti Kvirkvelia.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Thank you sweet for bringing this up.
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