even standing
in the wraith-like
silence of debris,
I think positive
in the coldest night
the hottest smog
inspires me
to search a candle
cleaving the chest
of the ubiquitous dark,
I proceed…
to kindle the inglenook.
IN the silence of debris, I think positive Acandle in the coldest nights, kindling always......... really your poem today made me very positive. actually i was dejected.- my moods have come up now helping me to think high.. God blessu. just think of the effect your poem and your wonderful words have.. tony
Thank you dear poet Tony for making such a positive comment. You're too generous in your words. Chandan
Hi Chandan. The words paint a man of a very determined nature. It's almost breathtaking and worth waiting for. But I got lost in the inglenook and so I sought it: a nook by a large open fireplace also: a bench or settle occupying this nook. What did you find there, my dear man? Kindly tell. It's not the fireplace, is it? Something metaphorical?
A positive and inspiring write. Thoughts spilled in a very subtle way. Thanks for sharing.
the coldest night the hottest smog inspires me to search a candle. How the opposites of life lead us to go on our way with determination.. like very much the contrasts that you use in your poem. tony
I like the tone, the wonderful ideas inside and the poetic style. Excellent!
Out of darkness cometh light. Yes, Chandan, this is a very good poem indeed. It strikes a deep chord with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Chandan, such an inspiring piece👍👍👍
Dear poet Bernard, Thank you very much for your inspiring comments. Chandan
Dear poet Bernard, thank you very much for your inspiring comment. Chandan