2:00 pm, Sunday, 10 November 2024

The soul is a white swan’s Poem

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শেয়ার করুন

Melita Mely Ratkovic

Moonless night,
the street lamp is flashing
through the thick fog.
On a nearby lake,

the last song of a dying bird,
the clock strikes midnight.
The soul is a white swan,
the hands coincided
old wall clock.

Twelve beats,
announces midnight.
Deadly feeling of cold
permeates every pore,

they grow by the windows
raindrops, carried by the wind.
Spooky cold, cruel

interrupted dreams, restlessness.
The song died, in grave silence
the soul is a white swan…

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The soul is a white swan’s Poem

আপডেটের সময় : ০১:৩৮:০৪ অপরাহ্ন, সোমবার, ১৩ মে ২০২৪
শেয়ার করুন

Melita Mely Ratkovic

Moonless night,
the street lamp is flashing
through the thick fog.
On a nearby lake,

the last song of a dying bird,
the clock strikes midnight.
The soul is a white swan,
the hands coincided
old wall clock.

Twelve beats,
announces midnight.
Deadly feeling of cold
permeates every pore,

they grow by the windows
raindrops, carried by the wind.
Spooky cold, cruel

interrupted dreams, restlessness.
The song died, in grave silence
the soul is a white swan…