I am here,
but my body is not.
Spring is here.
Everything is green, light-green.
I can see spring is here,
but I can´t feel it.
My body covered
with dark-green moonleaves,
longing for the soil
that once was mine.
I am here,
but my life is not with me.
The setting causing the mood and the transient emotion create the effect.
I can always appreciate a poem that has an association with the 'moon'. It puts a sereal feel and texture to your seasonal references.
This smacks of beauty latching in life that lies beneath and beyond moonleaves tossed in the cover of darkness green., i do appreciate
Beautifully penned Pia. Truly deep and heartfelt. Thank you
longing for the soil that once was mine. I am here, but my life is not with me. you are becoming philosophical. soul and body and the feeling of its absence in certain moments in life. you are describing this rare feeling now. thank you
this poe is as good as your other poems..means you are really a good poet with rich ideas, , , and meaningful way of writing..well done..10/10
You are certainly one of the best here or anywhere. This is pure imagery, unadulterated imagery. This is what is called as 'Bhavukatha' in Sanskrit. Very very very good and great.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem is melancholy. Its beautiful though, like the six previous poems I have read so far. You have an eloquence all your own way. I appreciate your poems. I can feel their gentleness and and it soothes me. Your poems, as simple as they are, have so much to them and have much more quality than all the other poets I have read here at Poemhunter. I will continue to read your poems and your poems will definitely be added to my favorites, and if the favorite poets option is available, I will add you there too. I don't say this to flatter you. I am sincerely impressed by your poetry, and thanks for reading mine. - Chase