aryaindia india

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^ The Foam - Poem by aryaindia india

to that which is temporary - life itself

I stare into the vacuum that spreads before me
Into the siphoning of thoughts that go haywire
The end of the channel in sight or so it seems
Entering the lighter foam from dreary existence

Those days of chasing the bright and beautiful
Now astounds the conscience of the silken heart
The innocence of those wispy dreams do draw
Aping the foam of years gone by in smooth ecstasy

Then cherished golden hours that ruled the mind
Sole aimed and dreamt of in strands self taught
Fantasy ruled moments of inexplicable small joys
Reaping fruits of seeds sown in the foam of life

By choice we learned to live those precious years
Adapting to varied circumstances gently woven

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Comments about ^ The Foam by aryaindia india

  • (12/19/2009 10:23:00 AM)


    yes....a very beautiful poem....for that which is transitory...
    loved it.
    thank you ma'am.
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  • (12/11/2009 8:57:00 AM)


    emotions sensitive depressing...temporary i believe...one can find an agonized heart in depth in this poem...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2009



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