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Shall I be part of that world

That’s resting on your shoulders?

Larger than any eyes can enfold…

Daring even the most fearless soldiers…

 

Is there any sense for ears

In the deaf lands…

Only voicing the fears…

That sweet geometry of sound…

 

Will my eyes look different

In my next life?

With the Sun just as brilliant

With his arms that I’ve

                  always tried to touch…

 

                  And life to love me back…

                                                       And give me a nudge

                  Before her next attack…

Some live in clouds

Others in the fog…

Haunted by the hounds

Of this endless smog…

 

                                                        

Reviews

[ANTO]

Great title - I had a poem just like it once called "----"
joking of course ;p
Dear poet theres such yearning in this. A sense of envy or of wishing things were different - why does the gift of creativity always seem to incur lonlieness as a side effect? Its a curse to be able to 'read people' in the real world, well sometimes.
Your mastery over rhyme continues thank the gods.

[Ana B.]

My dear reader, as always, you gift me with astounding graciousness :) Thank you . I can only say that loneliness is not a curse....just an instrument that makes us understand the beauty of being together....

[ANTO]

ahh - I see - just as the dark makes us appreciate the light - yep - so true. Thank you for enlightening me my dear friend. :))

[Ana B.]

:) i hope it will keep on shining my friend ;)

[AaronFreitas]

This is an awesome write!
"Will my eyes look different
In my next life?
With the Sun just as brilliant
With his arms that I’ve
always tried to touch…"
I really loved the depth in that stanza... beautiful deep words :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for enjoying this my dear friend :)

[Mayank]

You have painted a beautiful imagery, it took me back in 70s era... I don't know I just connected to material and music written then.

[Ana B.]

A very original combination, thank you Mayank :)

[wordman]

you painted a beautiful poem here,the loneliness,wanting something from someone
a great write,loved the photo

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Wman :)

[wordman]

my pleasure anna

[Saddam]

Very nicely written friend.
Thought when come in my mind it shines mine heart.
Lovely friend.

[Ana B.]

Thank you my dear :)

[Simon Welsh]

I don't know what to say... those opening lines are astounding.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Elliot :)

[Sreenath]

the extreme anxiety to know what is next .... is all i could feel from the first word splendid rhyming scheme outstanding imagination.. enjoyed reading it .. keep smiling :)

[Ana B.]

:) thank you S !

[Chris]

This brought its share of thought to mind...

[Ana B.]

Thank you for those thoughts my dear...

[B]

I love how you can suspend your reader from all there is ......
There is an element of reality here
a crossroad
of choices

to choose to overcome it all

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much dear Nisreenaa

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when one we love carries the weight of the world on their shoulders it is easy to question our place in that world... life brings us so many pleasures but not without some of the pains... it is true, that to truly understand our connectedness we must be disconnected sometimes... this is great poetry and i love the title and picture :)

[Ana B.]

:) Thank you very much dear FT, you are as always, very gracious :)

[....................]

you are welcome... thank you for sending me the RR for this one as it came at a very apt time... thanks again for sharing

[Ana B.]

Thank you for reading :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there is another in your heart...should i still try to get a room there?

i like how you so subtly used your rhyme and near rhyme here...

the sounds blend like Beach Boys harmony.

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Jacob.