Amethysts

Rating: 3.1

My eyes forgot the heavens’ blue,
To them the sun’s dust is not gold,
But I live just one substance through,
That’s to the amethyst’s planes owned.

‘Cause that that, drunker than young spring
And troubling stronger than idea,
The lilac fires have to sing
And coldly play with colors here.

And for the heart with pain and shame,
A dream comes, tender and deceiving:
As a crystal in the candles’ flame,
To stay in cold of lilac singing.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 May 2020

A brilliant poem with amusing expression is well executed by Innokenty Fedorovich Annensky.

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 May 2020

Troubling stronger than idea! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Mahtab Bangalee 11 May 2020

heavens’ blue sun’s dust is not gold amethyst’s planes........... wonderful imagery words are used in this poem skillfully/// fantastic poem penned

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