Yin

18 Feb 2014

Time is running around the dial How mysterious are His ways Is it punishment or a trial? She agrees She never obeys Ice and fire, discouraging haze Turning black into white and back All looks clearer in a blaze Of one’s suffering But the dark She is stranger than God by a mile Now is bleak and tomorrow’s hidden Yet she walks with a happy smile As though it is not Hell but Eden . 06/02/2014

Gale

I'm not an experienced poet. I'm not a competent critic. Obviously I'm just someone, who needs to pour out his heart. I've chosen this way, or maybe it has chosen me. I write in English not so long. The most of my poems were written during last...

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