The Sound Of Dreams Poem by Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie
The Sound Of Dreams
The heads of fingers
Loaded
With tons
Of adoration,
Caress
Soft the strings sweet of harp
To send free
The sound of dreams
That metamorphosed
The atmosphere
Into the white zone
Of heaven,
Like the sea still of blue
Dorned in light
By the beam bright of sun.
Fantastic.Very nice metaphors and imageries.Ecstasy is heighted by reading the poem.
wow your poems are good they are way better than mine keep writing and tell me when youve made new ones! !
woooow i am speachless... beautiful beyond what words can express, or what eyes can see or or even for the ear to have heard... u layed ur heart out my friend very beautiful i love it
A great idea articulated through use of excellent images. Well done!
How beautiful. How balm. You no doubt really have calm sensibilities and the greatest ones. It can almost never would occur to one's minds to write such a poem. Your description is very wellk, in addition to the words you used to express things.
hannah brandeberry (11/4/2009 9: 33: 00 PM) I like it :) its deep and passionate :)
i was hooked by 'white zone'. so old and in many ways discribed subject as music appearing here in somewhat sober, technichal words as 'tons' and 'zone', and something else i'm not able to put in thoughts - that is a dream, in true. thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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I like your poems, , let me know if you like mine..Hope you will smile when reading them..