Reflections

If you knew the value of the sands of time

History speaks with sorrows on the incline

Was there a time we dressed in youth

Pastels the colour the only mood

 

Destiny was yet to finger all was grace

We touched and held it all in place

On the horizon we could change our time

Stuck here we could still out climb

 

The cesspool and human disgrace

We were all white Chantilly lace

The deep songs spoke to our soul

Winter was a season that was cold

 

Now the summer can’t warm the heart

We find all reasons we should be apart

So we kill the promise we kill en masse

We waltz in our religious bloody best

 

We take hostages to love and to war

We don’t reflect at any door

Reviews

[APOORVA]

Destiny was yet to finger all was grace
We touched and held it all in place
On the horizon we could change our time
Stuck here we could still out climb
DESTINY, I NOW HAVE STARTED TO HATE THIS WORD. IT'S NOTHING. ANYWAYS A COMMENDABLE WRITING.

WHAT I LIKED THE MOST ABOUT IT IS YOUR HONESTY.Now the summer can’t warm the heart
We find all reasons we should be apart
So we kill the promise we kill en masse
We waltz in our religious bloody best
WOW! YOU MADE ME RELATE WITH THIS. I READ THIS WHOLE STUFF TWICE AND BELIEVE I HAVE COPIED AND SAVED IT WITH ME. SOOTHING ONE

[MOON]

Thanks for the review, will stop by soon.

[Falcon1]

Wonders of reflections of thought this works has provided me in such great sorrow.

[MOON]

Thank you.

[Ken Simm.]

A moving and flowing piece of true poetry. A very accomplished piece of writng. The flow is sublime.

[MOON]

Thanks Ken so appreciate your comments.

[AYVID N]

Now the summer can’t warm the heart
We find all reasons we should be apart

An amazing poem on love's disillusionment and the sadness that it brings in its wake. Life obliterates so much...

[Ruth]

This is truly an ode to loss on an epic scale, beautifully thought out and woven MOON, this really moved me :)

[MOON]

Thanks Poppy , take care

[KTizzle]

I don't understand this line, "Pastels the colour the only mood." Perhaps, it's the grammar that's throwing me off, but I felt like I followed everything up until that line.

Otherwise, I really loved this, especially these lines, "We take hostages to love and to war/We don’t reflect at any door." Reminds me of the microwave mentality brought on by the spirit of technology. Microwave mentality calls for instant gratification, which leads to this big wedge between act and reflection.

I think you do a great job at presenting the world in this mood of war.

Thanks for posting!

-Jazz

[tanmay7551]

We take hostages to love and to war
We don’t reflect at any door

Very thoughtful. Not only the depth of words but they develop character of their own.

[MOON]

Thank you , take care

[Einstein Noodle]

what a beautiful pic ..in stark contrast to our suffering humanity ..will we never learn? :{
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

Sad and honest truth my friend.
"We take hostages to love and to war
We don’t reflect at any door"
Man's hunger to destroy all things beautiful cannot be stopped. A powerful poem with great meaning my friend. Thank you Moon for sharing the amazing and needed poetry.
Coyote

[Lorry]

This has a lovely, reflective feel to it, as the title suggests. Reflecting on us, the one animal who has had the most devastating effect on the planet and all creatures upon it. We could change, some will, but the powers that be will keep on chasing the green dragon, money, the most pointless invention of all. Enjoyed this very much.

[MOON]

Thanks , take care