Breath of the sun
Delivered to me, in a kiss
Untouchable crystalline bright
Bursting into scattering light
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Wow, Soul. This is an ode to the foundation of innocence. I get strong images of a return to a state of innocence. There is a quality to the poem, a certain element of a return to the wisdom of the first stanza after ending on the last word. There is an urge to start reading all over again. A magnificent work, Soul.
I see your light is shining brightly and blinding even the most light of the World too.
As I read through your poem I noticed that the word eyes was used quite often. The eyes are the windows of the Soul. It can tell others just about everything about you. Anger, love, joy, happiness, grace, hate, jealousy, deceit, kindness, the list can go on and on. I see some of these emotions in your poems. It was written very well and with good details. Thanks for sharing your Soul.
A poet with true insight alone can write like this. Dear Soul, the theme and the rendering of it have gone well over with your unique form of writing a poem. Thank you for splashing this LIGHT.
this is more a prose I believe, but you have done an excellent work. running at the light.
Full meaning I believe understood, well written. You are most certainly a wise story teller
It took me a day to read it! ! Never the less it is a wonderful poem, inspirational.
By light we see, but often too superficial, often lost in the shadows and missing the true reason! It is only when window of the heart opens..that even in the depth of darkness...matters become soo much clearer and one can taste the sweetness of wisdom. Interesting write soul...! A 10.
We all have our own views on the concept of ''the light.' This one is interesting and thought - provoking. Great read Soul.
The language of a true soul poet, wonderful, my freind. Fantastic imagination The first four lines are superb, could be a small poem by itself. Great work, Soul
ohh.. wah..woah...wow...nice poem. thanks for explanation... read my latest and comment.
Run and run my soul within the light Through window of my heart To the passage of life In others eyes what to say? ? ..........i'm especially taken a back to these lines .....i see u travelling with every litne.........never ending.....more simply......u absolutely do this soul......get into someone's shoes take emotions as they do and a very flawless presentation! ! :) PS: as u had put in your notes..........ya too lengthy.i could go through only 4 stanzas ;)
in my tenth standard, once my teacher asked me about the existance of god, if i would have this poem that day then, certainly he would agree a great(and may be more than that) poem, loving each and every line, they are soothing my eyes as the raindrops on the thirsty leaves and giving me that much inspiration as my own soul is reading the lines, the explanation is beyond praise and this type of poems are written once in a few years, quite confident...
If a blind man searching for black cat lie in a dark room in the midnight hours.........? will he get it? (Kidding) Dear soul, let poem explains itself.....so much clarification and explanation spoil the taste and beauty of the poem.. Indeed its your soul's language but again i would say let it verse accordingly, Your zeal passion and craze for poetry is beyond doubts.....but sometimes WE all should avoid the sesquipedalian Adjectives....... hope u will agree with me.. It's not an easy job to write with such diversity.....well done
Any perceptive mind can feel the light.You portrayed the light with an ease which will help to deliver it to every door of heart.Nice Soul_
just recommenting as i read it for the second time with the descriptions you added i understand it better. we see the world as we are not as it is.so going inside someone eyes may help us to see world how it is. felicitous~nb
wao what a fabulous masterpiece u have narrated here, many lines, i want to read it again & again.. clapping, standing ovation, hats off, thumbs up, these all expressions seem to be little in front of ur poem...great
It is a great philosophical poem with impressive expression. Eyes are the doors of the soul. It may be cited....Through this opened eyes, Run and run to hold my soul Revealing pain and bliss scattered in me, in me..... Beautifully penned.10