Ruslan Agaev

This Life Returns What Slowly Dies - Poem by Ruslan Agaev

Nihilistic eyes show no surprise
They only tell that they despise
Until the Nature to reprise
The void of their very own demise.

I hope we get the new reprise,
This Life returns what slowly dies
She also hates our hopeless cries
Before our very own demise.

When death-bed comes I'll need no guides,
But I would like to have that strife
With the reflexion in your eyes,
I'll be reflecting till demise.
(I'll be reflected till demise)

Topic(s) of this poem: broken friendship, death, fragility, friendship, grief

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem is about my broken friendship with the most important person in my life. It is divided in 3 parts as I had three ways of thinking: indifference, being sure that everything comes back and feeling desperate and hoping to see this friend again before my death.

Comments about This Life Returns What Slowly Dies by Ruslan Agaev

  • (10/31/2015 4:15:00 PM)

    No bad at all though the first stanza is a bit shaky compared with the rest of the poem, but the total effect of this try is good and passes for poetry.

    For the most part, you did well here.

    Luis Estable
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    (10/31/2015 4:51:00 PM)

    Although, I appreciate your critique and agree with you about the stanza, it is not your prerogative to decide what should be considered as poetry. Poetry is so diverse and can take any form, be of any content. Feelings or thoughts should be expressed the way the poet wants, as he might find a relief in that. Other people join and find something common if they want to. Have a nice life, Goodbye.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2015

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