weight on the nape

In encompassing silence I hear it.

I hear it, continually from your eyes

So much more from the gleaming

Of a most modest tone of choice

 

We’re done with the coaster

We know who we are " really.

We’re clouds trying to glide

Whenever we knew no side.

 

Hide! Thy flame of ardour

A consequence you resolved

For thyself to order "however

The embers in you still glowed.

 

Flushes of vivid reminiscence

Remains & refrains us from feeling

A fountain of drooping sadness---

Leasing not a time to strangeness.

 

I remember, how near we share

Our air, our acts, nothing to guise

We share the colours with the petals

In that iridescent garden of ideals

 

I remember how, you used to feel me

With those li’l cup and brim- so slim

Was the hourglass in you " so I deemed

To be desirous--- forgetful with the truth.

 

I remember how our strolls have been

Childlike as it seem- we twine our palms

Or when darkness comes- I carry you in

This arm of mine- underneath the stars.

 

 

 

Reviews

[seath]

Thank you for that ,,, it is intended to take the form of "arm",as a metonymy for something,,it just did really slipped my sight.. i'd paint my poems in sweeping scrutiny next time

[Belle]

Asset, mag-reply ka sa box na yadi para mabasa san pig-replayan mo. pag diyan sa comment box di man ninda maisyan na ika nag reply...

[ObscurityNone]

Only correction I see to be made is "these* arms of mine", instead of "this"; unless of course you mean "arm". However, this is quite good, keep it up.

[seath]

Thank you for that ,,, it is intended to take the form of "arm",as a metonymy for something,,it just did really slipped my sight.. i'd paint my poems in sweeping scrutiny next time