Worlds Of Wanderers

Words are worlds of wanderers;

Waning wishes, his or hers.

Time is but an apprentice

Learning lessons- Silence through noise.

 

Through my ringing ears I hear  

The nocturnal heralds of hazy peril,

Then with my weary withered eyes,

I see the oceans drowning skies.

 

I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands

With club and cryptic cubes in hands;

Skewered and shuddered the green less land,

Espying for eons to end an errand.

 

A realm through a portal I found,

Where once, deities and devils dwelt appeased;

Only to return with a broken might

When a shattered fairytale besieged my sight.

 

                    

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                            FETUS~

                                       11/02/12

Reviews

[Shadows of Memories]

Amazing format. and amazing thought process. through every word u give a vivid picture of exactly whats happening... my best lines are :
"I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands
With club and cryptic cubes in hands;
Skewered and shuddered the green less land,
Espying for eons to end an errand."

its obviously a very interstng write announcing strength and depth in it. I love the metaphor of the traveller u used. It has enhanced the underlying meaning so beautifully. Just can say its one of the best pieces tht i have come across :) keep sharing nd thnks

[Wajid Siraj]

Binze hera yuta kya osai chui tawan chun mut...

[Reeti]

I became truly astonished as i read your beautiful verse and enunciated the words in my head. The rise and fall of sounds elicited by the meticulously formed words are really captivating. The verse is alike an axiom. The crushing of hope and exertion of will expressed by the speaker is distinctly felt by the readers from the start to the beginning.

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

I sauntered the deserts of scorching sands
With club and cryptic cubes in hands;
Skewered and shuddered the green less land,
Espying for eons to end an errand.

.................good thought and interesting.

[Cassie Fraga]

free at heart.... that is me...
you penned this with such beauty!! a great read my friend!! keep em coming!!

[sushi]

Its truly world of words....

[WhiteWillow]

The time and effort you put into this piece shows. And yet, it flows effortlessly. What an amazing write.

[patricia]

Loved this. It flowed well.
I see the oceans drowning skies.
Skewered and shuddered the greenless land ...both these lines have great imagery.
You have captured an almost Sybillic feel. It has a voice of its own.
I love this kind of poetry. Thanks.

[Rene Velez]

Deeply metaphysical in delivery and imagery, excellent work from a young man of literal skill. Well done

[Tate Morgan]

I myself am a wanderer at heart and cannot shake the giddy feeling of discovering someplace new.I think it is inherent in some of us to want to wander.I cant speak for all but for me it is what i look forward to every day