Bubbles surface; disrupt the calm
The mind can't find, the key to
the heart's vault, where desires
tempests echo.
A cold morning ray bounces off
the gleaming edge, acids climb up
high on litmus of heart.Soft cushions
stay far, elusive as a foggy horizon
A lonely dropp may be a prelude
to a rich harvest, but the time is
now, the day is today, fingers
desperate to snap, to grab.
Color blind eyes, blood stained
gold pulled out, a leaf separated
from tree of life. Cold stone stands
on dark fossilized dreams.
Joys grab at quick roads, that
lead to doors of nothingness.
Beautifully crafted poem. Compelling piece. Great Enjoyed reading it Thanks for sharing with me
'The world you cannot change ease your heated soul! Only one thing can you do another person well. this already that much the stars themselves will smile but one starving person less means one brother more.' Swedish poem (Stig Dagerman) freely interpreted by me. We must start man to man. Thanks, Nikunj!
I like the spirit of the poem, the words in imagery. Very nice,10
I liked this piece of poem very much. It really sounds poetic.
The mind can't find, the key to the heart's vault.... as often it happens to all...excelent poem. Thank you for sharing :)
joys grab at quick roads, that lead to doors of nothingness......... why nothingness i cannot understand joys grab at quick roads, leads to door of peace and happiness........ you must think and write it again, as it is a very meaningful poem.......10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A classic poem indeed with words so well chosen hungers hold gripped and sold to the reade with passion well done +++++10 Been away on hols for a week with no computer regards