I walk as an image
on the surface of the ocean
as did the Lord once
but
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zzzzzzzzzzzzzz....I like your poem Me Poet. You tackle a theme for all humans And you wrap it up tastily Presenting it to us with grace and humour... a sign of aging gracefully and joyfully not grumpily. Thank you o poet. Enjoyed your poem.10 Poets of the great Poet Poet none at which could hate Fate be had a poem as the poem be had Great This be seen as dream to be so a 10 I do rate
I walk as an image on the surface of the ocean as did the Lord once but I am just imagery of a candle light burnt by the Sun cooled by the Moon - - - -Our writings are expressions of our feelings.They are like our images.Your imagery is a candle that is burnt by sun and cooled by moon.- - Your writings give light like a candle - - - Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem.
Yes man is an image of his creator. Mirrors and lenses form the images. Some are real and can be taken on a screen but some are virtual and cannot be taken on the screen. These mirrors and lenses are the various beliefs. The best mirror is a plain mirror for the humanity that forms the exact image but man's right is the left of image and man's left is the right of image.
The conflict between the realities of life and illusions are from ages. We in our subconscious state of mind does perceive what we are not and what we want. A thoughtful poem. We are carrier of messages from past to the future generation. The tussle is on after 40 years of life when we realise that life is nothing but chain of commands to be followed in set patterns.
yes MAN how true r u but why 40 mid age comes at 45 norma l thanks for the comment glad u liked it O MAN POET
It is like psychoanalysis of one's inner world or subconscious mind in the Freudian tradition. These surrealistic images, though abstract in nature, may reveal his quest for knowing his true identity. Thank you so much for this wonderful piece of poetry. I am just imagery /of a candle light burnt by the Sun / cooled by the Moon all day and night / but none wants to speak with me
Beautiful poem with strong imagery...we all are shadow and walk on the path of exile and we know not where to end. Life is journey to nowhere. Only imagery can give us peace and harmony.....thanks for sharing this beautiful poem
ur a versatile and beautiful poet take over to ROMANTIC POETRY and see you will of class 1 be some day if not today one day a Cancerian is romantic- - fem-me fatalie and inner heart wise sexily lovely and you know it/// just surface and surf out //this world loves romantic poets no doubt /// you have the pen...................in your mind and hands
An excellent write. Love it. anjandev roy.