The light i see

The light i see

A Poem by Mi

Swift and smooth
like no human can stroll,
screeching of wheels
made me wonder how,
it stopped by my window,
did it ever walk?
i never took my eyes away
and it never seemed to stop,
never noticed the color;
i knew i could not,
now and then it smiles
eyes dance and spark,
it enjoys the wind
which seems its part,
i am sure nothing can touch;
it's promised to be apart,
city lights penetrate through it,
when world's too bright it's gone,
when i struck with awe it smiles
sends me back my reflection and disguise,
no i never blink to lose the glimpse
and forget the journey,
no matter it's how long,
it cherish me all way
and it knows what i want,
colors come and nest its eyes
as thoughts do to my mind,
plays and swirls
touches leaves and blew away,
it feels so powerful
controlling the air all on way 
its beautiful i know
though i doubt its girl
i smile at the thought
and it disappears as;
my senses ask me,
is it true? no its not!
the journey ends
and i close my eyes,
each time i see her
i am never surprised,
i revise this all
and a question that rise
did it ever meet you
in your several miles.

© 2012 Mi


Author's Note

Mi
the question is true ike the imagination i tried to describe.

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You're good, I really like it. And I wonder if its your first poem as you're new here. I like the contrast of words and imagination you have put in it to link yourself with something your's.

is it true? no its not!

It is true if you want to believe if it is true, it isn't if you don't want to. If that something have belonged to me. I would be really keen to believe that is real. Because what is real is not real so how about believing in something that is unreal but real. It can be a truth that you can keep instead of facts you carry on your shoulders everyday and their burden is getting heavier each day. Don't you think it's light and beautiful, faithful and honest. A lot to say but I just like to wrap it up with a suggestion that FEEL, that's it and you'll be on your way to good.

In the end again, very nice poem, wonderful imaginations. It kept me through out and left me like a wanderer in its beauty. Keep writing.

Maan


Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Mi

8 Years Ago

thanks Maan , u r as appreciating as always :)



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This is magnificent. Great poem!

Posted 3 Years Ago


wonderful job here, I enjoyed reading :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


;)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Lovely thought provoking poem love that last two lines especially. did it ever meet you
in your several miles.




Posted 7 Years Ago


Fog in a poem is good.Seeing twenty yards ahead ,a white line,red or yellow running and tail lights, front and back, sixty down hill,seven horses pushing me, forcing my head down a winding Stinking Creek Tennessee paved ridge dropping ,pushing my gut
up till I have to swallow or choke,Fog like that ? Yes you met me, met me in Stinking Creek Tennessee.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful, you've done a great job describing! Really nicely written...

Posted 7 Years Ago


Well done. I like the way a typicaly positive thing is contradicted with a typicaly negative words. Lights with penetrate. Smiles with struck. etc.


Posted 7 Years Ago


Mi

7 Years Ago

okay, thank u.
Your terse lines immediately capture the reader's interest. Our mind struggles to make sense of what looks like a dream or vision. Interesting.

Posted 7 Years Ago


well written, nice poem.

Posted 7 Years Ago


i liked the lines..no i never blink to lose the glimpse
and forget the journey
no matter it's how long,,,,to me, that meant,,enjoy life, in the present, don't blink and miss out on what is happening as you journey through life.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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karachi, sindh, Pakistan



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