Youth-Amnesia

I could not stand the undue rains

I could not stand the naked vales

I could not stand the tyrant clouds

As I can not stand my silver stains....

 

I saw the smile rising in her eyes

As the lousy night sets in her lies,

And the dawn peeps through my starving pupil

As the crystal night spilled off her cries.....

 

I could not stare at blinking stars

I could not think of saffron Mars

I could not gaze at glowing acacia

As I can not squint into needle-scars.

 

I searched and found the lure of apple

As the lofty air tossed the maple.

And the morning breeze whispered into the ears,

As the crystal night turned into the tears....

 

I peer through the twilight glasses

I tear apart the empty masses

I fear the night of fighting streets

As the rising shadow faintly greets...

 

 

Out there in the middle weeps the sun

The winking moon's about to shun-

The purple lore and midnight w***e...

 

As the fire in the night sails ashore......

Reviews

[MiidniightSoul]

Beautiful. A very well written and lovely poem. Vivid imagery. Creative. Good job, thanks for sharing.

[Ruth]

AMAZING! lol
You are a wordsmith of vast proportion love! I truly admire your work :)
This is a rise and fall of great proportion, wonderfully raw and yet passionate :)
xx