Could I touch
that dancing angel
or escape that fearful dragon
she has just turned into?
If I fly
with the green smoke
could I hold
that elated lady
or seek the blessings
of Lord Shiva?
The clouds have evaded
the night and the stars
and I'm being reminded
Of the great battle of Troy!
The witch on the broom stick
reminds me of tales
my dead grandma used to tell me
when my innocent eyes refused to sleep
The two-faced dog
snarls his ferocious teeth at me
but miles away
I know I'm safe
save for the wind
bent on carrying me away
In all agonies momentarily ceased
In all pains forgotten for the night
Throwing away all insecurities of the future
I laugh and I laugh with
all the silver people around....
Author notes
Written May 6th, 2006
A contest entry
- Abstract poetry.... 500 points ... PW allowed. by Manoj Sanyal.
500 points, ended March 23, 22 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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interesting.................
I presume it is after death/feelings after death... and the silver people are old souls of wisdom.
Thanks for your participation.
Good luck,
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thanks for your interpretation. I wouldn't give any concrete explanation, for that i believe, kills the very essence of poetry and beats its entire purpose. It's a lovely contest idea but a mammoth one to judge. Wish you the best on that front!
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I think this is your best.
Points for I have known you ten years back.
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This is a wonderful poem.
The ending made me think
of aliens. Very well
written. Thank you for
sharing. I really enjoyed
reading this.
Jeannie D
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Very unusual and unique write you have penned here. Guess you could call it weird as well. Not sure where it's going or what it's about, but it is unusual and interesting...
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and we are just supposed to automatically know what that something is when you don't even give us a clue as to what it might be? That's what I mean....that's why it doesn't make sense to the reader...we can't just read your mind ya know. I hope you keep writing though.
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No, it's not random at all. Silver stands for definite 'something'.
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what silver people? whoa did silver people randomly come out of everywhere or what? The ending didn't make sense to me because u had not mentioned the silver people throughout the entire poem so I don't really know why u went with that..it kinda threw me off.
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It's okay...I never expected anyone to understand this piece unless that person has been through what I've been through while writing that piece!
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this made me think of escaping to a dream world where everyone is fun to be with and there is no grief. you've got some great images going on
nicely done
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i didn't understand the end of it but that didn't bother me to much. you brought out some nice colors from the crayon box and painted something unique. keep it rollin
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This was peculiar, but not in a bad way. It was very interesting to read, mystical and odd at the same time. I liked these lines the best:
In all agonies momentarily ceased
In all pains forgotten for the night
Throwing away all insecurities of the future
I laugh and I laugh with
all the silver people around...
Great ending. -
Very beautiful write filled with mystucal imagry that is captivating. Great feel and flow. Keep your pen forever flowing. Bunny
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Mind Moments.
Very mystical and fabulous full of splendid creatures and whirling swirling atmosphere.The lady is elusive maybe exclusive but you will continue to fly and pursue.The laughter rings out as you draw us into the wonder of make belief which may very well exist on one level of concsciousness.
A spiritual trance like imagery draws us into places where we too may walk.
Splendid job,my friend.
Elizabeth.
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