Enveloped with their absence
gripping the slippery hands strongly,
they walk to mountain
wind breezes past insanely.
A dropp of sweat, skips the hold
earth yields a solitary note
in the ear the note melts.
Absence are placed way past our reach
domains of absence coalesce to form
the temple of ruins, where lone blossoms.
Hi! Simran arora here.dear hands of 2 your thinking strenth.i read 'absence'written by u.and i think i nead to learn from u so also comment on my poems and help me out, buy....keep writting.
Am feelin it! :) So much so, that i hav emailed it 2 a ruff-cut diamondesque friend a mine ;)
im feelin it! ;) luv 2 dedicate 2 a joyfriend of mine, he'z a diamond in the ruff, sorta coalesce himself! :) ~ tho i wld opt 2 uze this spelling; 'coalesque, if indicating az coal... but iz all good in the floetry hood! Angie 6/1
your writing is mysterious to me. i wonder how u are experiencing your poems. they seem a little idiosyncratic. but it allows me to read further. thanks for sharing
such simple words the way you use them to make such simply beautiful stories: ]
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I would like to translate this poem
wow, nice it is, deep writing. good work loved it. soulful way of writing! ! ! ! ! ! ! !