Still, are you here?
Still, it is I.
Still, you have found me.
Shrouded with the weight of your presence,
Shifting through what scars memory has captured,
Shredding through ties that have kept me intact.
Shrapnel splits veins, leaving venom to spread.
Still, you are no comfort,
Still, you hover like a thick mist,
Still, I am deafened by your whispered silence.
Still, I need you to go, but
Still, I want you to stay.
Swimming in the still sea of significance yet making poetic waves! Well done my friend!
Appealing honesty throughout. A well narrated, quiet emotional reflection that the reader can relate to. Thanks for sharing.
Argentine, I really like this poem! I'm caught in the stillness by reading this. Very powerful. A perfect illustration of the angst of being in that stillness. In stillness things are revealed. Rick Elpers
very lovely poem wonderful.........great use of expresssions............I am spellbound I am still! :)
Hmm... I like this. A lot. The last two lines... exquisite. Simply brilliant. Yeah... I like this. This... this is enough to put me in a pensive mood. Thanks.
the more I read this poem the more I adore it! the unique style of this piece gave it structure and control while speaking about a fairly uncontrolled and wild emotion. I like the contrast.
a different style and spilling of heart is great.keep inking.
wow, i like the last line the most, we all feel it, stillness to go yet we want it to stay funny but its true. nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stillness, you stop my heart... words uttered, words penned, Still, I am with you till the end... -Excellent piece Argentine, Great Ink! ; -) -Kelly.