Taciturn oracle without a shrine
Anywhere, for there is none
That confides more than a simple pen
Conferring with myself
(The wiser, noble me) ,
Considering the problem
Of some salient delinquency...
'Go ahead', urges the word
Recognize it for some meaning
Brought about by this experience
Then, when you have separated the telling detail
Out of the remotest complexity
Gradually, you will efface with significance
The torrent of ridiculousness...
I need only one to begin
Unraveling, a loosened thread
Stretching out points before my eyes
Like stars, so many that I gasp a wish
Upon but a few passing by...
These are the dots that connected create
The contour of some primitive shape...
Tracings by word-dots magnified
Less sleek than the pictures therein described
Pattern without tangibility of form
Gracefully, the spectra materializes more...
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this is truely a poets world. A world of thoughts, emotions and words spilled upon paper.
You have a very beautiful writing style that to me, is inspirational for a slightly new poet as myself
You have a very beautiful writing style that to me, is inspirational for a slightly new poet as myself
You captured in depth a detail what exists in a poet's world. Thanks for sharing. Spiritsong
'Tracing by words, dots magnified' The wisdom of your pen really amazed me, A poet's World really drawn on this mesmerized canvas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice write here! By the way, thanks for reading and commenting on my poems.