Misinterpreted wordS

After all these years

I found my violin

with all the things

without her bow

for all I know

is to play guitar

and sound that's forming

in liquid foams

lasts for moment

of the tan sand.

Desert around us is

bending city of shade,

making us all hungry and in

the wish of poison

Reviews

[Kleio13]

Awesome ! Awesome! Awesome! Once again, this is amazing

[isus]

well, im amazed you think so

[Violet's Run]

Nice poem. I enjoy the way it kind of "breaths" for lack of a better word.. and it has great restraint so
that it remains delicate.. very good
susan

[isus]

glad you like it susan :)

[Shaquana Adams]

Interesting write. Stunning imagery ^-^

-QuanaWana

[isus]

thank you dear :)

[Anita Singh]

Smartly written. Apt title. Enjoyed reading it. Keep writing and sharing. :)

[isus]

thanx annabella :)

[Rita L. Sev]

Nicely done - those last two lines are killer! Great piece, Isus.

[isus]

thanx Rita :)

[Brittany Zedalis]

This is definitely my favorite out of the poems I've read so far from you. Nicely penned!

[isus]

you really think so? well it's nice to know :) thanx Brittany

[Rachelle]

Opportunities lost to time
Regrets consuming us to
Nothingness?

[isus]

nice interpretation :)

[icelandicblue]

You have a very interesting mix of imagery in this piece. I really liked " sound that's forming in liquid foams."

[isus]

well thanx for reading :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Interesting metaphors. Keep writing

[isus]

thanx Ric!

[melissa]

Amazing poem keep up the great work and keep sending me more to read i love reading them a lot

[isus]

i'm glad to know that, thanx on reading :)

[melissa]

Your welcome