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Shall I be part of that world

That’s resting on your shoulders?

Larger than any eyes can enfold…

Daring even the most fearless soldiers…

 

Is there any sense for ears

In the deaf lands…

Only voicing the fears…

That sweet geometry of sound…

 

Will my eyes look different

In my next life?

With the Sun just as brilliant

With his arms that I’ve

                  always tried to touch…

 

                  And life to love me back…

                                                       And give me a nudge

                  Before her next attack…

Some live in clouds

Others in the fog…

Haunted by the hounds

Of this endless smog…

 

                                                        

Reviews

[ANTO]

Great title - I had a poem just like it once called "----"
joking of course ;p
Dear poet theres such yearning in this. A sense of envy or of wishing things were different - why does the gift of creativity always seem to incur lonlieness as a side effect? Its a curse to be able to 'read people' in the real world, well sometimes.
Your mastery over rhyme continues thank the gods.

[Ana B.]

My dear reader, as always, you gift me with astounding graciousness :) Thank you . I can only say that loneliness is not a curse....just an instrument that makes us understand the beauty of being together....

[ANTO]

ahh - I see - just as the dark makes us appreciate the light - yep - so true. Thank you for enlightening me my dear friend. :))

[Ana B.]

:) i hope it will keep on shining my friend ;)

[Terrence Chang]

Great poem Ana. Especially the last stanza.

[Ana B.]

thank you Terrence :)

[Terrence Chang]

Your welcome Ana

[~EO]

I really enjoyed the imagery that you were able to create (flawlessly like always); and i also liked the possible contemplation of self image when we pass into the next world.

However, what i like the most about this piece is its ability to tap into even the most generic mind and implement a sort of out of body perspective of a deity and their "holy land" and whether or not your choice is neither right nor wrong; but reveling in the fact that it is your choice to choose.

Beautiful.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for the beautiful words :)

[Emily]

I love the layout of the words!
This poem was calming for me!
Well done!

[Ana B.]

Thanks Emily :)

[Sari Segale]

Loneniless allows creativity; poetry is a reflecction of our inner life;the light shines,not out there but in us; thanks for your depth.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Sari :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The question of life and death. A mystery we shall learn in the end.
"Some live in clouds
Others in the fog…
Haunted by the hounds
Of this endless smog…"
Many places to stand. I tell people. Find something worthwhile to live for and hope for a good landing. Thank you Ana for sharing the excellent poetry,
Coyote

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much dear John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Ana.

[R Smith]

Some live in clouds
Others in the fog…
Haunted by the hounds
Of this endless smog…

I don't need to say anything, the above stanza and the above poem are truly unique and beautiful, if loneliness writes like this then give me some and i'll write forever :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you my lovely friend :)

[Pushkar Prabhat]

some fight for change.....some fight the change.........but change is inevitable......and necessary.......everything at another point of time will be different.......
this is amazing beautiful and thought provoking........
at first i thought you want a suggestion for the title.....but now i know that this was intended......thumbs up on that.

i loved it!!!
:)

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Pushkar :)

[Adam Adams]

"Is there any sense for ears
In the deaf lands…
Only voicing the fears…"

Much depth of your visions's being found in such words. Very thought invoking! Everyone wants to find truth; needs to live more; has to feel the realism of love so most of great philosophers alike you always pen on such marvelous pieces to let emotions come outta the street of heart through arts. Some let it come... via painting imagery's so some.. let their visions slip down in words so it's always amazing to see such an anticipation or, may be, the labyrinth of love-analogies where an artist paints the world with different-2 colors of... visions/thoughts. Nice imagery!

(The last four lines're one of my favorites!)

[Ana B.]

I'm glad you could get a glimpse into my thoughts my dear, thank you very much for stopping by :)

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

What if everything is different, will it still be the same way or will it develop in something else. Where do we go to and is it the right path we are following. Your words are very inspiring. Very well done, Ana. Greats picture too, love it. :) Rudi

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for saying so Rudi :)

[sinNsincerity]

Such potency in your words Anna that strike my soul Anna.
It is based on ones perspective to go about such things...

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much my friend :)