Ocular

  Your hands are cold

  Between fire and smiling

  In this land of gold

                                   Enough bullets are firing…

The cadence of a smile

The ghost of a love…

It will take a while

Till I’ll learn to shove

                                    you away.

In this game of wit

Losing, winning

                          Is always bittersweet

It just means a new beginning…

 

Afraid of this chapter

This life written on parchment…

Looking through a refractor

Is easier than the real measurement…

                So take the telescope

                              And look up into the skies…

                              To be enveloped

                              By THOSE watchful of eyes

                                     

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Terrence Chang]

Marvellous as always Ana. You always have a way to intrigue my mind with your vivid thoughts. The words that you express in is a different league of its own. Perhaps someday I could be as great as you in writing.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much, my kindest friend :)

[Terrence Chang]

You're welcome Ana.

[Mayank]

Very beautiful, there are writers who just make things beautiful for readers, even for a writer/reader like me who are engaged in mostly dark stuff. Good job.

[Ana B.]

A wonderful thing to say Mayank, thank you!

[R Smith]

every single line just drips in beauty, your excellence goes on forever :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much my very good friend :)

[Pushkar Prabhat]

Fantastic.......!!!
"In this game of wit

Losing, winning

Is always bittersweet"
bravo!!!!
beautifully written....
i loved it!!!!
:)

[Ana B.]

Thank you!

[Pushkar Prabhat]

you are welcome!!! :) :)

[Emily]

Lovely wording!
Keep it up!

[Ana B.]

Thank you Emily :-)

[Jamestown]

Fabulous piece of work, I agree third stanza is brilliant:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Ana B.]

:) Thank you for the praise James.

[Saddam]

Catching and beautiful.
Love the lines and style.

In this game of wit
Losing, winning
Is always bittersweet
It just means a new beginning…

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)

[Emily]

I love the visual element of this poem! It really accentuates it nicely. Great work!

[Ana B.]

Thank you Emily, for stopping by :)

[Emily]

Any time! :)

[Matching Socks]

A great poem Ana. You have your own unique style.
Pleasure to read your poems.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much my friend :)

[Abilash Uttama]

an amazing piece, as always flow and rhyme are superb and ending was wonderful. Wonderful piece :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much:)