NEMESIS

You only live twice so it seems,

Once for yourself and once in your dreams.

Once in virtue or by dishonest means,

For man is crude to the air he breathes,

When the ego denies the soul that feeds,

The body remains yet the essence flees, 

Virtuous are those that see beyond seas.

When darkness seizes the one who steers,

When the tide is high and the fog don't ceaze, 

For the fallen leaves, for the heart that bleeds,

The canvas is yours with the brush that heals,

Under the celestial dome of night-time breeze,

Freeze your time and the mind that speeds.

Blossomed leaves scattered over a man that heaves, 

For man rises up from his primordial needs,

Under the cooling shade of night-time trees;

In front of the mountainous summit that gleams, 

He stands and pardons, and overlooks his deeds,

He stands and vows, he stands and frees.

Reviews

[Amy R]

This poem reflects on the essence of the human experience, emphasizing the importance of self-awareness, reflection, and the pursuit of a higher moral ground.

Your language choice is very rich and your style of writing I do enjoy a lot...
Phrases like “the essence flees” and “canvas is yours with the brush that heals” suggest a deep, poetic exploration of the human condition, emphasizing both the fragility and potential of existence.

Thanks for sharing.
-Amy

[Yahya Oulad Aouid]

I'm flattered by your words of resonance, Amy! This poem is a eulogy to all that are lost and in the pursuit of relocating themselves in this world, and a reflection upon our intricate nature as human beings, and you couldn't have described it any better. Thank you for the warm feedback!

-Yahya

[Amy R]

You're very welcome,
I am looking forward to more of your poems.

[MCS]

Sincere write about how it should be, yet we get lost in the mayhem of this insane way of life we’ve fallen into. Enjoyed!