Aglia Nost

Departure - Poem by Aglia Nost

Kicks may hurt, words may pain, there is nonetheless no agony as deep, as endless, as restless as that of thoughts, thoughts of a love alive, a love vibrant; which has from my sole willingly resigned.

A love not dead, no. For life is not as stunning as poets wish and sadness is beyond the cures that exist, and love, true love makes a lover die more than he lives

Nights after nights, starlights after days of incredible darkness, unbearable silence, sheer notingness and deep, deep, hard, violent emptiness; which I can no longer lift without the total power of your love that now, life, has irreversibly fleed

So please, my dear, I beg you my soul, my thrill, my all

I hope that during torturous nights you too will be taking a stroll

I hope that you will suffer from the same disease

I wish that you are woken by equally devasting dreams, that you are shattered by the same cynical beings

I crave that one day you'll have the courage to respond to my love's screams.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

I saw I had some visits on previous work and I would like to ask you to write a comment or write to me telling me your opinion.

Comments about Departure by Aglia Nost

  • Nasarudheen Parameswaran (1/27/2013 4:15:00 AM)

    A very intensive impulsive radiance of love is seen here.Nice (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (1/26/2013 4:13:00 AM)

    disease of love. good one. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 27, 2013

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