In a buffer zone
Of day and night
When the light was passing
His baffle to the night
Dark come out of light
Or light come out of dark
In a doubt swash
You came out of my doubt
With that eyes angel
Who Host
day and night
In harmony
That was I doubt
Arrowed glance of light
And the aim of the mug of light
Broken baked bare heart mine?
And I am not any more
Who I was or where i was
And that make me knew
How god made
This universe out of dark
Through out warp and woof of human history we have pervading concepts of light and dark in spiritual, mental, physical and social contexts. Your poem can be interpreted on many levels. It's penned nicely. :)
The logic is clear and well-understood, the end of the poem is theconclusion of the philosophy! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the mug of light.. scintillating phrase, nice and a philosophical poem , i could not but love the poem..