I really couldn't appreciate this until the second time reading it through. It was at that moment I realized, I like this. Maybe I just connect with it, I don't know. For some odd reason, it brought back some old memories. Good job, and great writing!
6 lines leading to 600 thoughts in my mind..slowly moving to the heart from mind.... I don't know what to say...
bcz I m perplexed, not with ur poem but with the thought behind this and again the reason to that thought...
every time I read it takes me deep and deeper....
amazing one after a long time....
very good my dear!!!
Anindita : )
It's short, yet has a strong metaphor of sorts. The thought of lost letters, which could be taken as lost friends, loved ones, and even self, seems so sad. "To somebody I never knew" gives me the impression of a rift between those mentioned above, a new side of them or of self. And then you get lost in the distance that fills the void created by whomever's departure. Ah, the Arctic Ocean implies the warm feelings are gone and then there's the regret, and then perhaps the healing can begin. I have no clue if I'm even close to your reasoning behind writing this poem. For all I know you lust slapped a few lines together without much thought, but that is what I see when I read your lines.
Credit is due for the crafting of the language, the flow that falls into an unexpected thought yearning place. The brevity of six lines, lends the piece a stark simplicity that allows for personal musing.
Its only an expression of my own desire, yet I do wish the work had been longer. I do believe the concept and idea could be expanded, yet I understand, sometimes one writes the piece and sometimes the piece demands writing.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
thank you so much for your opinion. I would love if you could check out my next work called ''Nana''.. read morethank you so much for your opinion. I would love if you could check out my next work called ''Nana''. it's a lot longer.
We write so many letters like those. But really only some reach the destination, rest always lay in our memories. Beautiful poetry it has lots of feelings hidden behind those words. Great Work!