MY THEE
esspeecee …11.06.09.
In my inner canopy
In the twilight dusk
In desperate hope
I’m searching
My thee.
I’m myopic,
Staggering eyes
Gaze at
Distance horizon
Where my thee is?
Searching in
Silence, struggle,
Despair.
Hope:
The lost touch
Once if I can feel?
Plunge in my
Deepest serene vastness
And come
Close to eternity
Lo: My thee is there.
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Love is eternal and abode is eternity. Nice diction and conception. Ten++
its philosophic again. full of desperate feeling.... no ur thee is not that difficult to find, its in everyone among you just you look at them... they are there ST, tha 10+++
Plunging in Serene Vastness is subjectivization of Thee. Ten+++ PO PO
sure my thee made me read and well knitted in a rhythmic way.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eternity is the abode of Thee Fine composition...thanks…