The journey seems bright,
Underneath the turquoise light,
On the garlanded road,
I know,I am not alone.
My eyes deceive me,
My soul beholds him,
I can feel his living,
Yet my eyes don’t see him…..
He doesn’t hold me,
I have wings,I can fly,
Like a shadow he follows,
Into the florid sky!
I dismiss him,I dismiss him
Alas! the dismissal of a passive soul,
In the middle of an ocean on a floe
I know I m not alone!
In the pastures of my imagination,
We live and live on…..
The colourful caravan of my existence,
Holds him so close!
For a sequel of this warmth,
I shall have to wait……..
In this oasis of my life,
The wait is not alone!
Underneath the turquoise light,
On the garlanded road,
I know,I am not alone.
My eyes deceive me,
My soul beholds him,
I can feel his living,
Yet my eyes don’t see him…..
He doesn’t hold me,
I have wings,I can fly,
Like a shadow he follows,
Into the florid sky!
I dismiss him,I dismiss him
Alas! the dismissal of a passive soul,
In the middle of an ocean on a floe
I know I m not alone!
In the pastures of my imagination,
We live and live on…..
The colourful caravan of my existence,
Holds him so close!
For a sequel of this warmth,
I shall have to wait……..
In this oasis of my life,
The wait is not alone!
1 comment:
I hid my love..
When young while I ..
Couldn't bear,the buzzing of a fly
I hid my love,to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light ..
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place
Where ere I saw,
a wild flower lie ..
I kissed and bade my love goodbye ...
There is so much earnesty in the poem that it comes across as a story and not as a disclosure ..
and if there was a better example than this one here..
''In the pastures of my imagination,
We live and live on…''
Brilliant work ... lil miss !!
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