Alien streets where
he wants to get lost
Woman`s veins which he follows
with fingers from forehead to toes,
and the more he learns,
conquers and knows,
the more deep in his heart,
he wants to get lost.
It is sad, this is damn hard,
when he knows well the roads...
Not quite knowing what lies ahead yet knowing he wants to lose himself in love - in the one he knows he loves perhaps? Another intriging write that lets the reader absorb from this what they will...lovely flow to this too Onelia. justine.
Wooaaaa! Fab, and then some. The reader takes from this what s/he will... I have a few metaphors spinning in the grey stuff... Donall put it best, as so often. t x
very very beautiful....he wants to be lost in love that he knows well and cannot seem to get to...thats my take
I'm returning to this superbly crafted piece. The content is not, of course, what the reader expects from the title, rendering it all the more clever. Wonderful analogy in the second stanza. I'd love to see more of this sort of work from you. t x
It's a good poem. So I gave my 10. Wonderful metaphysical poem!
This is such an interesting poem. I like how you use the analogy of the veins of how they are the map to a very specific destination, the heart perhaps? HG: -) xx
I am lost...wandering through your words...and wondering...and not wanting to find a way out. Just leave me here curled up between your woman's viens and how the poetry flows through them. I fear if you were cut...poems...poems...would flow out! love Dee Dee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...remain no more alien for him to get lost! my ten votes...