I SHRUG MY PSYCHE
esspeecee…09.02.09.
Shrugging my psyche…
To honk out emotion
In the format
Of words... = Poetry...
A tree
Where... sanctuary
Of…My:
Solace…
Shadow…
Sublimity...
Stability…
Strength…
Solitude...
I savor with
Inebriation…
My dislocated,
Robed-in feelings
Love for Rosette
Flows like creeks
I love firstly, but you…
I shrug my psyche
Hold Rosette’s
Stoic stare
My week eyes
Savor vast
But soft eyes.
I love secondly but you…
I shrug my psyche
To hear her
Sound of silence
In twinkling of stars.
I love thirdly but you …
I shrug my psyche
Ask: Does she love?
But the stars
Glitter indifferently
Get: ‘No answer.’
Is the answer.
I love fourthly but you…
I shrug my psyche
To ask me
Do I love her?
My voice is breached
Dropped like dew
On the sod: Her bed.
I love fifthly but you…
I shrugged my psyche
To write last
Line for her
I love but not
For your love…
I shrugged my psyche
For…? Not your love
Note - It’s my love
Rosette…
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‘…Ask: Does she love? But the stars Glitter indifferently Get: ‘No answer.’ Is the answer….’ Passionate poem with flooding of love. Ten+
Poet tries to shrug out other thoughts but of Rosettee. Finish is pulsating: ‘I shrugged my psyche For…? Not your love Note - It’s my love Rosette’ For fortunate Rosette TEN TEN TEN
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
‘…I shrug my psyche // To hear her // Sound of silence // In twinkling of stars…’ Nice concept and enjoyed in full