There is something so
Mysteriously ineffable,
And untouchable
About Poetry.
The writing of a Poem
Is,
Like going down
A beautiful and
Mysterious hall.
Filled with paintings
From the soul
And mind.
Not knowing
What you'll
Find.
Images,
Sensations,
That come together
Thru words that
Give meaning,
To so much
Inner feeling.
Until then,
Orphaned,
Without home
And then!
As Poem,
Never again
Alone.
This is the secret of poetry, known by Sandra, is the language of the soul and spirits that some understand, but technically through rhetoric, poetic images and strong idea, the poem generates a speech to our souls before mind, thanks for this excellent work.
Filled with paintings From the soul And mind. Not knowing What you'll Find.
I have come back to tell you that this brilliant poem gives me the happiest feel. Thank you so mucgh, dearest Sandra. To my Favourites
That come together Thru words that Give meaning, To so much Inner feeling.This IS Poetry, like you and me.I feel the utmost joy here, so happiest to reread this again. Thank yiu dearest friend Utmost sublime creation from your golden mind's sublimation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Until then, Orphaned, Without home And then! As Poem, Never again Alone.So truest, dear Sandra, magnificently worded, presented in full brilliance! 5 Stars full on Top