You are a good listener,
Always to be.
Typhoon's approaching,
Avalanche's thundering,
Aurora polaris' pulsing,
You are listening to me.
You listened quietly,
While my stories' teling,
While my bitter complaining,
While my tears' lasting a long long century.
You listened my balderdash of hallucination,
My abracadabra of trepidation,
My days of withering tea-leaves,
My watch hand pricking dawn dreams.
You listened my hair flows,
My shoulder quivers,
My stomach wrings,
My heart twinges.
Like the air around me,
Too good a listener are you.
As if I sang to a dim dark valley
Which would never echo.
But how can I say,
I do not like you,
I do not like you to be still.
Such a nice poem, Valentina Fan. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
wonderful piece. Am impressed by your choice of expressing your feelings through a blank verse. Obviously, the longing and feeling for your friend or 'lover' is so tensed that you have little time for rhymes, and this reflects in how your stanzas are structured. The use of 'big' vocabulary and onomatopoeic words add amazing touch to the poem, just like the classical allusion 'aurora' adds beautiful reference to it. In all, is a beautiful poem. Keep writing!
Lovely poetry. Smooth sailing and nice wording. Liked it.
nice choosing of word..wonderful written..great work thnx 4 sharing..
I can sense the patience, the waiting, the longing...for something to happen. The fifth stanza is perfect. Great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heartfelt poem........ But how can I say, I do not like you, I do not like you to be still.
Thank you ~~~ :)