Trapped,
Somewhere in the interstices between,
Life and death;
Thought and thought;
Sound and silence;
Joy and Sorrow;
Tears and laughter
Hunger and fulfilment;
Lightening and thunder;
Light and shadow; lies
The real you
The very same you
You come face to face with
On the pin-point
Of an explosive orgasm
encapslated seminal thought...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb piece. The moment between the in breath and the outbreath is where there is emptiness. Here the bliss lies. You have captured it brilliantly. love, Allie xxxx