Abstract Lives

We were born

 

Crawling out of the

Illusions

 

I never knew

 

You

were Here.

 

Waiting for

my arrival

 

Time

is just an

acquiescent

 

Flooding over,

Pulling Tides

 

The Moon rose

High

over roof tops

 

Houses all

in a row

 

What if we didn't

 

...exist?

 

My Love,

My confidant.

 

There isn't any

explanation

 

For this.

Reviews

[Pax Analog]

Spare, eloquent, haunting. Spelling: "acquiescent."

What strikes this reader is the contrast between "Abstract Lives" and the delicate soulfulness of the poem, underlining the strangeness of existence, that observation is not merely detached, but subtly feels.

Elegant and beautiful.

I like the revisions you did, it reads much better. Very nice.

[Lovely Lady]

so cool! LOVE it... and watching you evolve as a writer has been nice.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I like 'acquiescent'..and i like the gentle flow of your words.

[Brandon]

very good i loved it and i really hope to see more work from you



100/100

[loowzerX]

another awesome piece from you! such talent :)

[Aven]

This is a beautiful picture, painted in words. Having said that, the last 3 lines kind of threw me off, I am the type who always seeks an explanation even when there is none to be found. Really nice poem tho! :)

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

there is a brilliant phantom lure here that draws the reader's mind into the world of shadows and moonlight and emotions dipped in shade~

[vincentbals]

Hey Moonflower. Another strong poem. Thanks!

[Ruth]

This is a unique slant on existance, an awesome one at that!
A really great poem, I like the structure a lot!
Superb!
xx

[Jonathan De Elvira]

The first sentence was superb, I enjoyed reading it n then the middle part left me a bit off 'cause it seems like it went away for awhile. But then things started to catching up again and the awesomeness return..

Hurm..what to say, good read...