Let’s walk around…

Let’s walk around…

A Poem by Nona

Let’s walk around…

Across the skyline,

From the upper bound,

To the depth of nowhere

In the dark… profound,

Where light and sun beams

Run aground, forever bound…

 

 

Let’s talk around…

Across the nonsense

With music whispering, inbound

And tickling you and me around

In our gazes’ shelter sound.

With bubbling laughter fighting silence

Of our voices’ battleground…  

 

Let’s chase around…

Our secret fears

And cross the line of dreams, compound

Of sick desires, expectations,

And self reflections, lost and found

In deep insightful reminiscence

Beyond our hopes’ burial mound.

© 2013 Nona


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Every stanza brings something new to read and visualize the world in a frame of love. Nice poem. I enjoyed reading this beautiful piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


"Let’s chase around…

Our secret fears

And cross the line of dreams"

Those lines stood out for me in this wonerful write...:)...........


Posted 10 Years Ago


I loved IInd stanza much. Good job again. Life always teaches us a lesson how to walk on a road of life ... with love. The reflections of love with someone always makes a life bright to live without hate or lie, true love never leaves our hand & we should make this world cool with love... Spreading love's one of the coolest thing ever in the world if you really want to live peacefully. Nice work, I loved the theme.

Posted 11 Years Ago


"Let’s chase around…Our secret fears And cross the line of dreams" Love it. Love the interaction and connection you describe here.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nona

11 Years Ago

thank you, my friend! but the person for whom I wrote that piece did not like it :( ... :D
Revery

11 Years Ago

I like it. ;)

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Nona

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