(dedicated to Mr. Michael Gale, a great poet at poemhunter)
chaotic nights
tortured knights
haunted minds
shreded curtains
who will be there
when all sorrow will scare?
who will be here
when all fellows be near?
turmoil, away in seconds
frightens safe havens
an obsessed human
mourns our autumn
why will we be there,
when all jewels become ashes?
why will we be here
when all crystals collapse?
rip greed off
fleece avarice
you find relief
with heart so nice
tear us selfishly apart
break status' rampart
you find liberation
and true salvation
O foam of ocean!
O fur of horizon!
come to peace!
come to grace!
O Eve's daughters!
O Adam's sons!
go to Heaven!
go to Eden!
Now you have me itching ha ha! Good imagery in this write, 10 Lynda xx
A nice flow to this. I like some of the stanzas which are also very meaningful, but others are not of the same quality and their meaning is hard to grasp.
Plea of the flea, just might be..............................................Thee! good poem, Ahmad
tear selfish apart break status' rampart you find liberation and true salvation. So true.I love these lines....it really feels nice to be there for somebody.
The poet has portrayed the scope and style of Michael Gale's poetry, quite passionately: tear us selfishly apart / break status' rampart you find liberation / and true salvation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
cant find words for this poem dear....nice naizz