And when the tides hit the shore, I will be standing with my soul, And then spoke the gracious wind 'life, stay don't go. Death is nothing more then an adulterous lover'.
I said 'But life without death is barren and sore.And how else does sweet death call you ? It lures you into its bed, 'And how else does sweet death call you ?'.
The wind repelled and said 'It takes your bleeding heart and casts you by'.
Your poem is a poignant and evocative exploration of the themes of mortality and the human experience of death. The use of metaphor, such as the personification of death as an "adulterous lover," creates a sense of intimacy and emotional depth that draws the reader in. The dialogue between the speaker and the wind adds a layer of complexity and ambiguity to the poem, inviting readers to consider the ways in which our perceptions of death can be shaped by our own fears and desires.
I imagine we all ask this question... I know I do, and often.. adulterous lovers, who would have em eh..... a super little write if I may say so..... Neville
A perfect ending to a excellent poem.
"The wind repelled and said 'It takes your bleeding heart and casts you by'."
The above lines are perfect. Thank you Mina for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote