You passed in the same way
the comets surround the Earth-
without touching it,
but leaving behind them
only shooting stars.
I would meet you,
I would be able to touch you,
But everything inside
would become suffering.
I prefer my solitude,
which is as elliptical as
an ordinary rock
and which is forgotten
on the seashore.
'Tis increasingly defined
by the waves.
I prefer that solitude,
Which is always
misapprehended
by the people around.
Day by day, it is
harder and harder for me
to understand
my inner being.
I enter the timeless realm of change
and I dissolve my memories
in a final wave,
which is a little more tuneful
until ceasing to exist.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Heard about a reign of loneliness An elliptical throne abound by Azure of sky and sea Set forth on this pilgrimage Leis of hope wound All around my heart Eyes liquid with picture Of unknown Hands with overgrowth of desires To touch my deity to self-erasure On id I tripped And desire thus vain Became a raging fire I shone on elliptical throne And smiled on my way to annihilation for that eternalized tryst
This is a great poem Marieta...truly expressive of the effect that people can have on us, even from a distance, and how we struggle to respond. Great imagery. N
Sorrowful and Lonely, sounding, Beautifully Described Heart Felt! ! ! Thank You for sharing! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant, original and thoughtful *****