Dark And Light Poem by Soran M. H

Dark And Light

Rating: 5.0


When the magic of life
unlatches
the heritage of all wars
will come to an end

On the boundaries
of light and dark
night and day
childhood and age
birth and death
the thin line
dissolving
on the breast of space
is lost
with all our comedies and tragedies

The moments of delight
like candles on a cake
die in the flickering of age
other spirits gather
shivering around it

Those who have passed
are quickly buried
alone
voices silent
no warning can reach us

A sound will come
out of the silence of night
pain struck from the smallest creature
the ailing tree
the moment when the weakest
reach to claim back their rights
in the dark
beyond everything
that and hand can reach

In daylight
under the powerful sun
light on our faces
like a hawk stooping out of the blue
or at night a bat
striking its prey in utter darkness
there is some thought
some anticipation to explain
our surreal dream
in an instant's blinding coup
suddenly
turning all inside out
putting everything
in its perfect place.

Dark And Light
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Feldman 23 September 2021

A great and truly deep picture of life and our mysterious participation in it physically and subconsciouslly

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Chinedu Dike 24 September 2021

A free flight of creativity on winged imagination.

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Aarzoo Mehek 21 November 2021

One unravels many mysteries as many times as you read. Beautiful poem Soran. Blessings

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Sandra Feldman 05 October 2021

': Only Mystery makes us live, Only Mystery' said the great Spanish poet Federico

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 October 2021

Thank you, Soran, for all your wonderful comments on my poems. Very inspiring. Thank you too for informing us the death of a great Poet, Daniel Brick. Poem Hunter lost another brilliant Poet. May He Rest In Peace.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 October 2021

A wonderful poem brilliantly woven embellished with great images.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 05 October 2021

A poem of great depth. Highly imaginative and perceptive. We ponder life and death based on the experiences and perception we had. As we travelled through life, we accumulate knowledge and imbibe in our minds.

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