The Old Temple Poem by Kostas Lagos
The Old Temple
Shadows are getting heavier
darkness is getting thicker
uder the old temple
Chants are heard from far away
sounds of ages past
The scent of incese
never stopped filling the space
The campanile seems to getting alive
the bells chime in a frequency
that only I can hear
A dark so bright
is blinding my eyes
The screams of the nightbirds
roughly awakes me
But was I
really asleep?
Interesting imagery with a string of lovely expressions. Thanks for sharing. A dark so bright / is blinding my eyes roughly awakes me / But was I / really asleep?
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Chants are heard from far away sounds of ages past The scent of incese never stopped filling the space...........dark so bright...... bright darkness, chiming that only i hear....... was i really sleeping..... a very poetic poem full of imagination......... thank u dear poet. there is mystery in this poem and in the mind of the priest.......... thank u daer. tony
Thanks Tony! Glad you liked it...