Whenever, my soul like a shrunken dream
Wonders and waits with wasted breath
Destiny beckons on but the road is long
And at the end lies only, only death
Now and then a diamond in the dust
Sparkles with quiet passion
Blossoms colour my dreams
Life is far from all it seems
Paltry rhymes, simple songs, hasty verses
Coming from God knows where
And going on to rocky streams and a pebbled shore
Surely living meant far, far more.
Far away, waves crash in the misty cold
A flagging swimmer, a hallucinating teenager
A tired woman wait for their lives to unfold.
Copyright: Rani Turton
Your style is intriguing yet simple and flowing. I will read more!
I enjoyed the poem's allusion to itself... as well as your style. Heavy metaphor and blurred yet transcendental meaning abound, reminscent of my own works. One can't help but feel this way, referring to the tone of this poem, but ultimately in the wake of life one is either swallowed by pessimism or carried with optimism. The last stanza left the impression that we're all travelling on the same path of life, and whether you're waiting, searching, or 'swimming' the path will just carry on. Cool stuff.
In between two enormous truth 'Life and Death'... We all have variety of deeds Long long ways, deep dreams As long as the heart beats We carry on all illusions along with us. Good one.... enjoyed... dear poet.
u took my breath away in this poem.. very inspiring! !
The title and first line stretch out to be read. There is really beautiful imagery in your poem. The last stanza said it all for me. Lovely! Top marks! Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Destiny beckons on but the road is long And at the end lies only, only death............... Which awaits for every man with a batted breath............ to take him to eternal journey great............Good Write.........