|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Which is the World
Contributed by
Gladakkers
on
Thursday, 3rd May 2012 @ 02:15:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
|
Which is the world? My mirror
Of love shaken in the sky,
Since the first dawn of birds
To the powerless voice,
And the interrupted child.
Alone in this spell will blow
The heart in the walking dark
Of reconstructing birth,
Which time and senses grow,
To the invasion of choice.
And who then, among myselves,
Bloomer of a late contagion,
Departing a cross love;
Will burn entirely
To ends of their opened wings?
In this confinement of yearns,
The memory stings like a joy,
And though it gathers love,
From the leaves of fallen years,
Its bliss remains a prayerpiece.
*
Who stands in my way? Loves trade
Shoots uneatable pleasures
In the marveling dark
Of the growling belly,
Where desire is measured.
Through trade of silence I may
Provide from their salt my bread,
But only if tears mark
The burning in mans praise,
Through the indefinite body.
It can not touch the ground,
Or celebrate the bright skin;
It emotes the wild stream,
Of lovers flesh beating
At night; but nor will it ring.
Only the bells of the maker.
Shall I choose or wake to drown
This other safe extreme,
Ill die, and my mirror
Of fear turns to the breathing.
Copyright ©
Gladakkers
... [
2012-05-03 02:15:37]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Which is the World
(User Rating: 1 )
by ammar on
Saturday, 5th May 2012 @ 01:53:52 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
A fine write with enthralling imagery! Welcome to YPDC.
Peace
Ammar |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
