When your thoughts glide like a stately swan
in the lake of my emerald memories,
every day, my eyes laced with
silken sleep and chiselled marble dreams
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A poignant reminder of something that once was, this beautiful melodious painful verse of your becoming alone once again, brought out the tears that stand on the threshold of suffering. Thank you, arya.You write amazingly...arya
Sooo metaphorical, dramatic....very good imagery. I could feel it. sathya narayana
The sadness on this poem touched my heart. A lovely piece. best regards, joan d.h.