Hermit

Hermit

A Poem by Ana B.

Chasing the long promised

Oasis of wisdom…

Lie is a cogent artist,

Never a cause but always a symptom.

 

Maybe the nearest infinity

Hides in the lonely breaths we take…

But as long as I don’t know my soul’s nativity

Who cares how many heartaches I  fake?

 

And while I wait for the dawn

Of the bruised orange sun,

I know love craves winners of this marathon

                                  yet

Dangerous is the person who doesn’t need anyone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


© 2017 Ana B.



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Loved this insight of yours to a love that won't endure wishing and hoping their love could go on till the end of time

Posted 4 Months Ago


Ana B.

4 Months Ago

hoping as well :)
Very strong metaphors and graspin ending! The ending is ambigious. And it's relatable to many. Thank you for sharing an amazing piece with us.

Posted 12 Months Ago


Ana B.

12 Months Ago

Thank you very much for saying so :)
You certainly had your poetry mojo going on when you wrote this piece, I don't know what to say, it's awesome with a capital AWE. I know a piece of poetry is good when I get a traffic jam in my thinking, with all the wondering of "How did you get all that to weave together", crashing into "That makes so much sense. So much sense, that I don't know if I have enough sense to make sense of how much sense it makes."
So, in summation...Awesome :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

hahaha, that is an awesome review! Thank you :)
A great poem that I believe that at its core is the central themes: Love and Loneliness. That is my take-away from this beautifully constructed poem.

I'm being genuinely sincere when I say that I can find no true flaws in this piece. It's just that good a poem in my honest and somewhat humble opinion. ;)

It's quite short but extremely good and very effective despite the length.

Damn fine work, Milady! ;)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

For some reason i did not see this review until now. Thank you for the wonderful words Lovecraft :)
Oh and where do you lead, where does the infinity plead, no such thing I say, no such thing. Do not believe? Throw each clock in the Ocean, toss all math in abyss, sleep and wake, all you have is a repetition and a chance to change, Infinity? Such word is strange.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

:) haha, i often thought the same. Thanks for stopping by
Great message, artfully woven. Dangerous indeed, and we wander how people become socially and emotionally bankrupt! Your image is the perfect.

'Lie is a cogent artist,
Never a cause but always a symptom' Sublime lines! Overall great words to ponder. R

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

Thank you very much :-)
Dangerous indeed... but also tragic, perhaps. There are people who adopt then grow into, insensitive facades, afraid to cede to what they think is weakness.

Your words lay so beautifully, they question, they empathic in their own ways. But I wonder if there's more to what shows here. Will read again, Ana, not to unravel but to bathe..

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

Beautifully said Emma. Thank you very much :-)
emmajoy

1 Year Ago

You're more than welcome.. made me think, still echoing my mind.
Love the picture!
My favorite line is: "Dangerous is the person who doesn’t need anyone."


Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

Thank you Gullia :-)
Giullia King

1 Year Ago

You're welcome :)
I love this poem. Especially the final line. All of the words flow so nicely. Thank you for sharing your poetry!!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading it Gabrielle :)
Best thing you've ever written that I've read from you.

"lie is a cogent artist
never a cause but always a symptom"

that's perhaps the best two lines I've ever read in this particular place.

And you are completely correct, dangerous is the person who needs no one. (you can't socially coerce us)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ana B.

1 Year Ago

Thank you Batman.

haha, with you on that, nobody quite knows what to do with us.

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