Even if I go away my lips will smile with blinded eyes..............
Chains quiver under the tongue of flames then lie dead to you So how can they still sing to me until I cannot forget? That the grip of time will never end And even if I go away my lips will smile With blinded eyes
A shell of seclusion asks at last if I miss those possibilities Of your constant sifting through my soul and mind Until hope is no longer a dream And your flames breathe upon the petals Chained in ecstasy
The gifts I wish away are still mine to have and know Held by a single hand with no magical wand Yet I seem to view the dawn As a strange rain that brings me gloom Chained to here and gone
If chains quiver under the tongue of flames then lie dead to you What is this voice I carry inside my heart to remain? When all it seems merely waits for me To release my tears and sweetly smile again Blinded to the chains
"A shell of seclusion asks at last if I miss those possibilities
Of your constant sifting through my soul and mind
Until hope is no longer a dream
And your flames breathe upon the petals
Chained in ecstasy "
I quote various parts of your work because these are my favorites. I think there is a reality hidden within your words. One that I can sit as a bystander and watch the cogs move with grace. I'm a big fan of your writing and not because of your extensive vocabulary that is woven together like that of a songbird (that goes without saying.) but because you cater very well to your audience. I look forward to more RRs from you. J'adore.
"A shell of seclusion asks at last if I miss those possibilities
Of your constant sifting through my soul and mind
Until hope is no longer a dream
And your flames breathe upon the petals
Chained in ecstasy "
I quote various parts of your work because these are my favorites. I think there is a reality hidden within your words. One that I can sit as a bystander and watch the cogs move with grace. I'm a big fan of your writing and not because of your extensive vocabulary that is woven together like that of a songbird (that goes without saying.) but because you cater very well to your audience. I look forward to more RRs from you. J'adore.
A stunningly powerful poem that reminds me of Rosseau's "man is born free, but everywhere he is in chains". The symbol of being chained is so potent and emotionally charged and you are able to employ that for poetic advantage, superb!
Chains alone are a powerful image, yet to be shackled to
them, takes on a more tormented feel to be set free from
someone or something. Nicely done....
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Words can't describe your... Words, really. It takes talent to put characters on a page, but it takes even longer to make those characters flow into beautiful music, to sing as your writing does.
Another marvelous write, exquisite imagery, and perfectly flowing words....I'm really running out of novel ways to say how much I like what you write. How about posting something crappy for a change so I can mix up the adjectives a little? ;)
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