Rex mayor Ubini

Veteran Poet - 1,414 Points (March 8th,1984.)

Who Is Calling? - Poem by Rex mayor Ubini

Who is calling?
I can hear my name from afar
But it sounds softly wild
like the voice of sea water
Echoing from a distant forest
Where hunters lost their way
and built a tent for rest.

Who is calling?
This voice sounds like mine
The shadow that left me
To a bruising darkness.
I can hear you calling
If you can hear me crying
Please come find me!
Please come get me.

I’m at a million miles
away from a white garment
unusual robe stripes me naked
before the sun’s eyes.
Please come get me
before this poisonous honey
drinks my soul to stupor
please come save me.

You may not see in me
any chip of the sidereal sun
I have changed in every form
like a long ago lost dog.
The river mirror beautiful lies
Behind them I see an ugly truth
But if you can still tell my face
Please come with grace

Topic(s) of this poem: lost

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2015

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