Poems by Lily Swarn

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Poems by Lily Swarn

 

 

Hill Monastery

 

It overflows

The mercury in my bleeding innards

It simmers

The fluid in my bubbling cauldron

It soars

The eagle in my flesh eating heart

It grapples

The soul with my fevered brain

It retreats

The heart inside the hill monastery

 

Copyright 16.8.2016

 

 

THE PINK

 

The pink of your carnations

Fought for fragrance

With the withering white

Of your torturous tube roses

Creamy chrysanthemums caught

Simpering sunlight streaming smoothly

Fern fronds fraught with fatigue

Wicket Violet  wisps whirling

Frothing flowers of fondness

Wrapped in wam wonder

 

Copyright Lily Swarn 16.8.2016

 

 

Poezi nga Juljana Mehmeti

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