Racing down the Autobahn of spine
is the seed I nurtured with the sun of your smile
and the moist of the against the sun climb
the seed meant to become:
a grandeur of brawn
to fill the tainted hearts with terror
and yours with love!
It fell through the crack
of compromise
This piece is different in technique and therefore valuable to me as I study it for what I might try. The conjoining of metaphors really creates an impression of deep insight dosn't it. And yet the poet has not become undigestable red meat. the slip through compromise, a bight in the tail that emphasised the thought nicely. keep writing
Clever penning - I like the imagery, really brings the story to life. HG: -) xx
Inveterating write, Rehan....Such meticulous detail, incorporated with resplendent imagework! Job Well Done, my friend! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poet jesting in style with the ideology of love...: -) ...lol..i like it.!