Tears reflection
Moving sand, on them, I stand
Deserted In driest self esteem
Shadow of mine questioned me repeatedly
To whom my soul chained to
My soul, am i departed from you?
Silence abduct the sound
As if the flowing air ceased
Till the pain to be clearly heard
Loud in mind louder in heart
Whispering sharp, bleed me hard
On this finest sand, i still stand
When all energy now left broken
By the burning sun in front
So another step has frozen
Burned strength with aches pain
Illuminated rays, behind these eyes
Pigmented my vision for years
But as for now, fears deserted mind
Images seems blur, make pain so real
Dark as red rose to be lachrymose
Bleeding emotion wash out all sights
Dissolves my colorful thoughts
Be in the drops by my eyes pressure
Free fall touching my dry heels
Rainy tears soon wet my toes
And drained my sober continuously
Soaked me in the tears sea
Front of these eyes
All white, faded sight
No Images, left, up or right
The only one is below,
There's someone
The one that once was mine
Self reflection in another side
Dive into you, i will lost to
Drowning in you, I want back to
Stain my sight of past chromatic vision
Swimming with images back to mind
In a long trail of sleeping
Revived dream draw lines
Lead my soul find home
The lost has returned
Again...
Morning light wake me up
Soft on green grasses, I stand again
Eyes wide open with returned vision
Watching real after lost in illusion
Chaining soul and sanity
Back to me
Soul it's amazing.............. I have written a similar one on similar lines 3 yrs back...will place it soon....urs is subtle beautifull.. every word is a gem i loved every word of it :)
Soul, it's astounding this poem of yours is completely variant other poems. It is more philosophical carrying hidden meaning in it. It caught my eye and mind. It reflects your inner ideas and strong message that people around us will try to break our confidence by different traps using some kind of baits, which call rattrap pedlar's philosophy. But as for now, fears deserted mind Images seems blur, make pain so real Apart from philosophy I can see music and rhythm unlike your other poems which is a welcome as it fascinates a reader to read to again again.................... Hats off to you friend!
Front of these eyes All white, faded sight No Images, left, up or right The only one is below, There's someone The one that once was mine Self reflection in another side i like these lines very much, your poem is rich in vivid imagery, philosophy, ideas & emotions, well done indeed a heart touching poem
Dear Soul, This is a wonderful poem with a great wisdom inside. Sad to hear that you were in pain but so proud to see how you rediscovered self and soul. I agree that sometimes sadnesses come our way, they can be overwhelming for a while, feel like desert but soon a small oasis appears and like a firefly in the dark of the night, a small oasis in the desert is sometimes enough to lift us out of the gloom, no matter how dark or dry it still is around us. Excellent poem. I hope many many people in this world who feel lost read this. It is very inspiring and uplifting.
It is glad that Being low for some reason and you lost in pain lately and it inspired you to healbyourself again. A beautiful poem shared. Thanks for sharing.
So glad to read that u have recovered yourself after tolerating too much phase of time...sometimes we fail to recognize the original one but nothing remains longer, one day it will be over one way or another, time elucidates everything...brilliant poem Soul....10/10: -)
Tears reflection is cast in the mist of the mirror mind which must transcend the impaling of the torturous now into possibilities of new beginnings new love new life the birth of new happiness when we tear through the dead skin of a past life we must outgrow into the newborn body of souls which must embrace the illumination of each days new light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sand does feel like it is moving when we stand on it by the sea. Perfect intro for the moving vastness of pain, soul and self sorrow and then ultimate rediscovery of purpose and life in this poem.