Between me and the past
There is a low wall.
Sometimes i look over it
Into the spirit of an uprooted hedge
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That ending torments me. You obviously know the language of anguish. You obviously know the value of using one word over another when you chose to write " One night it wished to kiss the light" - - kiss- -the word is so intimate, so part of the language of love and attraction and passion and look what is happening- it is the reason for its death, an unknowing reason, no suicide this- this poor creature was killed by its desire for light. A million stars for this poem.
I am having difficulty in finding a poem of yours that I have not read before. You simply must get on the stick and write a thousand more so I will have great reading material for a week! ! ! ! But I have read your poems- sometimes five times over- and I keep finding jewels in their lines and depths in their words I hadn't plumbed before. So... buckle up, my friend... I am going to enjoy reading your poetry over and over again and gain great insights by so doing.
This is a remarkable write..........thank u, dear poet.......anjandev roy.
The final stanza is so thought provoking. A struggle to embrace the light but consumed by darkness A wonderful poem worth revisiting. So beautifully crafted.
A very deep poem that provokes the dentrites of the mind to go deeper and dig more of the wonderful and deeply poignant thoughts of the great Poet.. We can take a glimpse of these thoughts in the beautiful verses in the first stanza.
Dear Valsa George absolutely you are right, the good poet instead of talking about themselves directly they are using metaphor to establish the idea, I hope you have enjoyed reading this humble piece of work, thank you for your short excellent review, all the best to you too
The wall or the demarcation between the past and the present is so low, that any time we can scuttle between the past and the present. Being in the present, trying to kiss the flames of the past will only burn our lips! When we are living in the present, we have to embrace the present. A very deep write with layers of meaning!
Yesterday was a butterfly Which did not know the language of anguish. It read the lessons of mercy In the light of the candle. A longing for the past is there in everyone when we knew lesser anguish and enjoyed the mercy and love of everyone around! But we have outgrown those childhood days of love and concern from elders. The present confronts us with tearing problems. All of us are in a race for survival!
Dear Rose; my gracious friend in poetry and warmly welcomed generous commentary. your amazing reading enrich this poem so much. I would appreciate your worthy comment Kind regards
Another poem of great depth that penetrates the mind to ponder about the wonderful thoughts embedded in this write. The compelling imagery added a lot to the beauty of this write. A great poem that goes to my Treasure chest.
The fantastic title of this poem drew me to read this marvelous and meaningful write. A battle between the past and present. The past always haunts when it is full of bitterness and spreads hate. It will always confront the present that leads someone to look back.
Dear Robert M Smith hello and thanks, it is your brilliant reading making my humble poem good, the wise interpretation for poems that you have, well done and Thanks again for your excellent comment
Great poem. You create powerful imagery. Nice to read. Congrats Soran 10+
Many thanks for reading this poem, I hope you enjoyed it, Kind regards dear poet Kesav
There is so much contained emotion in these lines- absolutely stunning piece of work
It is very kind from you to write all these wonderful words about my humble works, I wish you every success, thanks so much...Kind Regards
Memories! ! ! Uprooted! ! ! ! ! ! Movements, Today! Positiveness, Moving forward. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
as usual you have picked up the main key words to open the door of this poem Excellent Dear friend
A bona fide, enchanting poem with beautiful images delivered in spades. Simply a joy to read from its beautiful start to its beautiful finish. You write so sublimely Soran, captivating one and all taking all readers to your imagination palace to share. Thank you so much sir.10++ and added to my poem treasure chest.
your comments are very precious and valuable to me.. Kind regards and thank you for reading this poem
Very emotional poem - drowning in dark nights resonates s does the last stanza. Excellent poem.