The autumn leaves have blown away,
which used to grow once on trees,
the beautiful moments I once spent with you,
have now just become memories.
The bird has spread its wings out
and flown into the open world,
Oh, when... when will it return
to its loving heart!!!
The world may say anything
my virgin soul will always disagree,
I have captived you in my heart
and I can't set you free.
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Very sweet poem...the opening lines are captivating and draw the reader in. The three stanzas capture aptly the longing for the return of one's lover. Lovely images of the 'autumn leaves' and 'the bird'. The ending says it all with just four words "can't set you free".
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But the Heart will not agree to this, and you have beautifully portrayed how the things are shaping up in the heart... The 2nd and 3rd stanza totally complements the painting... Great Work...
hey so u r back huh...nice poem dear..keep it up..sorry for not reading these posts off late...
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