White Silver Bells

A Poem by Deepshikha

Pretty little bells, like a metaphor in a simile.

white sliver bells
like a dying breath
heralding the dawn
truly

white silver bells
like a fresh grown rose
hiding in the grass
unknown

white silver bells
ringing far away
like a faery's laugh
buried

white silver bells
spirits for the dead
loath to leave their home
forever

white silver bells
white silver bells
truly unknown
buried forever

white silver bells

© 2011 Deepshikha

Author's Note

I wonder what English teachers will make of this someday.

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Added on January 18, 2011
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Deepshikha

Where Time Passes, PA

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This is archive for the poetry I've written, spanning back from when I first started writing in 2007. I mostly write fiction now and don't post it on here. Enjoy if you'd like. I'm Deepshikha. .. more..