Autumn is a transitional season.
In autumn nights dew drops fall.
They look like the crystal pearls
but they become vapours
by the morning’s sun light.
On one autumn morning
you came to my life.
You are precious like the Great Mogul diamond.
I hope you are not autumn dew
because autumn dew do not stay.
A contest entry
- Autumn Dew Memories ~ PIF quickie by Namita.
300 points, ended September 7, 2007, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nice title, liked the way you ended the poem by comparing with autumn dew.
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Thank you my darling for the comment.The title was from the contest.
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Beautiful images and metaphors. Even the thioughts are amazing. Maybe just the grammar. Thanxx for entering and good luck in my contest,
Luv,
Candy
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Thank you for your comment.
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