I exist, yet I
exist again some elsewhere --
on another plane.
Your death has left me
helplessly fractured; I’m not
here, but I pretend.
The scent of old books,
memories saved, mildew, oh,
letters you received.
Thoughts you penned, thinking
no one would ever see them;
I did and rejoiced.
You are here, yet not.
Drenched in your life, I yearn to
look into your sweet eyes.
I exist, yet I
exist again some elsewhere –-
wherever you are.
In a list
A contest entry
- enduring in two pieces... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended September 3, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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thoughtfully provocative
Your first stanza definitely caught my attention. 'I exist, yet I exist *again* some elsewhere on another plane'. And after I read your poem, there was this pang of longing to be with someone you love so much that you are living two different lives. Very touching. I hope to read more :] -
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Thank you for your comment, bana bini (fascinating name
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Your comment has further inspired me -- started typing another piece here, but decided that I need to work on it offline.
Thanks again
Lilac
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Somber and captivating tone. The "you"of the old letters lives on some other plane also. Keep that in your heart.
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Thanks for the sentiment, Voilin.
Lilac Moon
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Why is it that the best poems barely get any reward, whereas gems like this only get honorables?! Makes me nuts! This is beautiful, the only flaw - if there is one - lies in the repetition at the end. But ths is nice. - ocerus.
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Thank you, Ocerus.
I am not able to be very objective at this point in time.
The repitition at the end, well -- it is ALL about an ending. And an endless loop in which I currently exist.
Lilac Moon
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This is really a heartfelt piece..I love it..well done..and thank you so much my friend.. for entring my contest...
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