Iceberg Poem by Julie Anjani

Pleasant weather doesn't last long in the ocean unfortunately.
Once again a cold fickle wind visited the ship's space.
In memory, it left me a piece of an iceberg silently, -
A frosty look that flashed like blade on one of the bad days.

It wounded the fabric of the soul - its world is arranged subtly,
Behind the polar snows it hided sky and warm sun rays.
But the beating hearts are not dear to the iceberg certainly, -
It destroys everyone who lingers on it with the gaze.

The arrogant appearance of figure was haughty-prickly.
The cold abyss of indifference swallowed the hope's sails.
A fatal iceberg met the lot of boats in life apparently.
A boat of love sank another one in the icy waves...


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Maybe if sun casts a glance at the icy coast,
Then a frozen heart of iceberg will quickly melt.
From that moment on, it will leave the ships afloat,
Turning into an unearthly charming island.

The gentle south wind fills the sails of the love boat
With hope, taking it to the blessed beautiful land.
Thus, the look of someone close can to do a lot:
How to give life, and take life away in the instant...