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raj
Oct 07, 2015 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Frosted Glass

While liquid emotions thicken into chilly icicles
imprisoned within a brittle psyche
the longing draws your warmth
caressing a promise
of thy lips sipping my nectar

in that overwhelming moment
enveloped by your cozy warmth
tears roll down to greet you
drenching my cheeks
your touch turns them
into dew

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Somewhere in the world, IND

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Comments

Sparrow

Sparrow

10 years ago

raj

A vision of beauty and so well written, no need to say more,
Yours as always, Ian..

lovedly

lovedly

10 years ago

hahahhaa

back and glad to c u sublime
coming out of oceans lime
ok
underscore
ocean _lime

Rula

Rula

10 years ago

Wow!

What a lively capture raj!

Just wondering why have you used "turning" instead "turns" or "turned"

R

raj

10 years ago

Thanks Rula for your

Thanks Rula for your appreciative exclamation. As for the use of the word "turning" it was because the poem runs in present tense. I agree turns could still be used. Why do you think "turning" is not an appropriate usage?

Between this poem and Lovestruck could be a result of an infection of :"hiding emotions in metaphors" work shops which I used to peekaboo into from time to time as a learning experience...lol..

Regards,

Rula

Rula

10 years ago

Hello raj

by sense I thought you need a verb here while "turning" as used here a gerund and is a noun.