You're only held together by me
whirling on my wheel of gravity;
alive you suck the air
for any nipple of moisture, dead
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Food poem, Yoonoos. The verses flow and remind us a of who we are in relationship to this powerful and wonderful globe, we call our planet.
innocent beings to pieces.......brilliant.Thank u, dear poet. anjandev roy.
From dust we rise to dust we go, how many times nobody knows, a thoughtful poem.
One of my favorites still, I love coming back to this one. We need mother earth, she does not need us.
A very good poem on pollution. Fan diesel breeze to breathe.......with red dust truly said.......10
How foolishly man has been destroying our Mother Earth, and thereby putting at risk the very existence of mankind! A very thoughtful effort to caution mankind, through words of wisdom that flows through the poem.
You're only held together by me whirling on my wheel of gravity; - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I reuse human remains to revive future dust to re-people waste.I turn my garments of seasons to unpack weather, inducing sky-spilled rain tasting infinitude.in my bird-throated land the fluting wind- - - - - -A magnificent poem about Mother earth and the environmental pollution.
Beautiful poem. One of the beautiful blessings of man was Earth. But man brought changes for selfish means, destroyed the very peace of the Earth thereby inducing many harmful chemicals. Now its paying us back.... Thought provoking write. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing!
A sad but true poem of man's thoughtless and selfish existence? ........well written Yoonoos
Wow such a sublime eloquent poem perhaps on man's rapacious ways. The imagery and metaphor you craft is deep and too impressive for me to grasp easily. Kudos.
Whirling on my wheel of gravity Good alliterative device. Draws the sound of musicality. SYLVA-ONYEMA UBA.
Compelling, and striking, from the earth we come, to the earth we go, this work reinforces the natural ecology of life, and mans place within the earth, we are not separate, but part of it, as the season, as the seed as the dust. Wonderful work!
Very touching and beautifully composed poem about Mother Earth and humanity. Great write! Thanks for sharing, Yoonoos.
Great write Yoonoos, falling back into the cosmic mix of red dust will be our unfortunate but deserving end.