***a Mermaid's Sleep Which Used To Escape In A Waiting Shape Poem by TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeSTiNe))))FreedOm Flottila .

***a Mermaid's Sleep Which Used To Escape In A Waiting Shape

Rating: 3.7


last night where the soul's sorrow was a mate,

last night where she found one start,

an end of a falling tear, or perhaps a newborn of a pain..

last night where a start left a trace of rain in her cloudy eyes...calling he who knows how to dive in oceans of her hidden emotions, who invade the soul....

who could find where are the holes of a traveling ship,
who could be a captain for her trip,

. her sleep which used to escape in a waiting shape,

while waiting for little hope...

....for a healer to

eradicate the

killer of the souls..to knot that broken rope.

the seeker seek arts of reading soaring hearts,

an artist in listening, singing, reading others' arts

before tasting that pleasure of a sailor's arrival..before the arrival knocks her doors...she found him on his shores and again ready to depart...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Kamran Haider 12 July 2009

her sleep which used to escape in a waiting shape, while waiting for little hope... ....for a healer to eradicate the killer of the souls..to knot that broken rope. Words pierce the heart and soul... Well thought and lovely narration... Well done...

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Gerald Hamilton Jr. 12 July 2009

Beautiful just beautiful ty for sharing that again just beautiful.

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Mohammed Balchi 12 July 2009

nice poem beutiful what more could i say

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while waiting for little hope... ....for a healer to eradicate the killer of the souls..to knot that broken rope. the seeker seek an art of reading a heart, ....upon arrival and ready to depart agan.. it is human psysological poem.. lovley write...10 read mine... miss i mis u, , butterflies around and anywhere

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Jay H. 13 July 2009

Well done.: O Its very nicely put together.

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Obinna Eruchie 25 October 2009

A Mermaid's SleeP WhicH used to EscapE In A WaitinG ShapE is a poem lush with lovely lines all through especially ' last night where the soul's sorrow was a mate, / last night where she found one start, / an end of a falling tear, or perhaps a newborn of a pain.. / last night where a start left a trace of rain in her cloudy eyes...calling he who knows how to dive in oceans of her hidden emotions, who invade the soul....'

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Ahmad Shiddiqi 02 September 2009

oceanic words! ! ! lovely! ! !

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Broken Heart 16 July 2009

nyc poem! ! .........................................

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comatose 15 July 2009

longful and lonely, well written, good write tamara

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Ben Gieske 14 July 2009

Enjoy the freshness of your phrasing and the images you use to express your ideas and feelings.

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