MY BRACELET
Even the diamonds cannot match its beauty,
Nor any captivating waterfall manage such efficacy.
O my bracelet! my love gift!
You are a source of some precious rememberance.
I always hope for the moment to be again,
The moment when you were tied on my hand.
I never could talk on that moment,
My tongue stuck whenever i tried to utter.
This is my very first poem i ever wrote. I am great fan of Sylvia plath's poetry. Her poetry compelled me on writing poems.
Even the diamonds cannot match its beauty,
Nor any captivating waterfall manage such efficacy.
O my bracelet! my love gift!
You are a source of some precious rememberance.
I always hope for the moment to be again,
The moment when you were tied on my hand.
I never could talk on that moment,
My tongue stuck whenever i tried to utter.
This is my very first poem i ever wrote. I am great fan of Sylvia plath's poetry. Her poetry compelled me on writing poems.
