Goodby: Narcissus Comments

this is simple WOW...fantastic poem I have ever read for a longest time...Kudos!

this reminds me of the quote of Shakespeare 'I came to bury Ceasar'... great!

Narcissus [Greek mythology - a beautiful young man who fell in love with his own reflection] …from here the word Narcissism? If so who loves himself [oneself] how he can love others…rightly said Goodbye … love is self oblivion…self emptying… In such condition one ‘Then…and only then, I feel safe in my abode’…it is not Narcissism…become sublime within own self where Bliss flowethes… Nice metaphors used and blended in backdropp of Nature ‘riverbank alone’… ‘field of green trees’… ‘listen to early birds’… ‘cool breeze’…&c Thanks Ma’am for such a nice diction 10//10 Ms. Nivedita UK

well express good write

You have more than one level of reflection expressed. Narcissus staring at a reflection and the voice of the poet reflecting on the meanings of the self-absorbed one. Insecurity, insensitivity to others, one's own solitude and the lack of narcissism in nature. Deep as the still waters of reflection, reflections of the heart.

good poem...the title selection is very much apt crowning the poem concept...10

Hi Almedia - a beautiful poem from a beautiful poetess. Verses One & Two. When we are young - and insecure - we need Narcissus to gaze back at us form the mirror to assure us that we are a beautiful young lady or a handsome young man. As time goes on we see 'Experience' smiling back at us and then (God forbid) our Mother or Father. We remember God does not look on the outward appearance - he looks on the heart. In Verse Three - external admiration is replaced by inner contemplation. The reflection of our soul enables us 'To rest in this sacred place in the coll breeze'. We do 'sigh' Almedia but it is (in essence) a sigh of contentment for a life well lived 'Nature without conceipt or deceipt'. Thanks for sharing - Love thru poetry - JOHN X

This is a very thoughtful write, Almedia, vividly relates the aird distance beteen two souls on different wave lengths of human love and self-giving. Then I got to the end and read these lines: Nature without deceit or conceit gives cause For me to sigh! Do you really sigh at nature WITHOUT deceit, without conceit? I thought it would give you cause to sing and dance without end, the real thing you're looking for, not narcissus self-love. Please tell me more, Almedia, put me right if you may.

Then you are in a state of biding goodbye, poet! But why like a Narcissus! So wide is your earth and universe, you just bloom like a lotus as KABIR once bloomed at last bed. Why Narcissus, poet! The angel or vampire, whoever your beloved may be, leave him alone to his last journey, but, when You is the subject then Good-bye laughingly indifferent in blaming or blessing anyone. So painful your goodbying, I talk so much just to make myself strict for not crying. Actually poetry is not a mere creation to me, I feel it a life saturated within. Beautifully painted a canvass captioning Good-bye. Regards, 10+++++ pranab