I close my eyes, and
the whisperings of the unknown
take birth in me,
like the spontaneity of a bubble
risen from the depth of ocean.
I lose myself in the ambience,
like granules of sand,
flowing in the wind.
I wander in lost lands
and fathomless voids,
in the nothingness of everything,
an aura, joyless and without pain.
And in the drunken joy,
of the sun that sets,
I feel myself, fulfilled again.
a good meditating poem facing the setting sun...'in the nothing ness of every thing'- a good phrase augmenting the ultimate joyous revelry at the end of wandering...10
I agree with Brie. The last stanza was extraordinary.....very good.........10++++
The last part stuck out in my mind, Very good Thanks for sharing. -Brie
And in the drunken joy, of the sun that sets, I feel myself, fulfilled again. ----- In every poem there is a line or stanza that stands out. This was the one for me.I am in awe of how you describe things, your word usage is best by far.
I award you all 10 and plus if I could for your outstanding contribution to the world of poetry with your lovely phrases and thoughts which are spirtually divine and sustained throughout your thought process. Thank you.................arya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice piece of work..............