Do you look on, as I do, eyes burning into darkness
These hollowed rooms of empty tombs
Where no souls come to rest?
Will you live on, as I do, in a casket underground
Sweet pine-board scents of loneliness
Decay, without a sound?
Should you become, as I do, worn away by western winds
As dust now come to sing the sun
A soul awaiting still the dawn
Then I will breathe you into me
And we shall wander, willing leaves
Blown by each evanescent breeze
Until, drawn down to wine-dark seas
Slowly, and softly singing each the other
Dawn begins.
Please tell me what you think
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Brilliant...as expected
Well, I haven't been here in ages, but I see somethings still the same: you still write amazing poetry.
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Exhilarating
I see two restless spirits wandering, for no life beheld them upon the fading dusk of earthen wanderings. Only in the solace of spirit is found true harmony. Perhaps the physical presence may be gone, but the spirit is forevermore encased within the winds and yet they seem perfectly content to find each other in this quiet realm. I love your work so much; truly TRULY I have missed it! You inspire me dear sir, continue to write in poetic bliss!
~Elizabeth~
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wow
This is some poem, Navi. Amazing, absolutely beautiful. I love how the beginning of each stanza ties in to the end of the whole.
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Beautiful poem - I love the lines "Then I will breathe you into me / And we shall wander..." Almost biblical imagery. You have such a powerful way with words. Echoes of T.S. Eliot and Wallace Stevens... I look forward reading to your future poems.
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oo its beautiful... lovely
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