Today,
A tear dropped,
Then tears dropped
Onto the surface of my face
Then a thousand tears dropped
Then a million tears dropped
From the flesh to the surface of the earth
And amalgamated into a river
I brought some logs
A canoe I built
Set the oar and liquid in debate
I rowed on and on
Into the endless miles of moor.
Today,
Alone, while
Sitting under a solitary tree on horizon
Twice the world spun,
No more I was alone,
Thumping and thundering,
Solitude approached,
In thousands it reproduced
Into one, all of them fused
In another incarnation I was lead
They created a world of their own
No flesh, No life,
An unknown zone
Nothing but silence, I could see
Nothing but nothing, I could hear
Enshrouded life, Far and near
And in equilibrium,
Set the pleasure and pain,
Elected me they, to rule
the world on the other side of the door.
Interesting thoughts spun together with good visual imagery. Welcome to PH. TO
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
other side of the road, and i still do not know what was on your mind when you wrote this, and i'm curious to know.hehe loved the imagery, very fascinating. Preets