Rapture Poem by Saeid Hadavand
Rapture
It seems I'm not on earth
How scented, Can you smell that?
How warm, Can you feel that?
What a tepid air caressing me
My eyes are close
And my arms, open in wind
Do I have any aim?
Where am I going?
But I've good feelings
And I say to myself:
Its end will be fine
Its end will be fine
end of this pleasures
end of this story
It will be fine
Now I feel
I can defeat the earth magnetism
I'm rapturing to my god
I love the imagery of the scented words and 'the tepid air that caresses. A raptured poem indeed! Karin Anderson top marks
Rapture..spoken much of scripturally yet not scripturally written...interesting poem and the conjuring of words as it presents an image that one can embrace...leaves the reader thinking.
Hello Saeid you have described the Rapture perfectly... tell me how you know so much about the Rapture?
hi saeid personally i am more conventional...as poetry goes i mean i prefer a methodical systematic rhyme and rhythm like approach.... but other geners are just as....or more popular even yet a systemetic planned approach....say order in disorder would be my type of petry nice lines keep penning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 1:21:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
imagery painted well.