In my knotty dream I asked him; 'Are you Judas Iscariot who betrayed the Christ? '
He became silent and offered me a Tightrope.
I said ' I was a sailor.'
'That I know; You must have a thorough knowledge of knots.'
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What a chilling reminder of the brevity of life. A very dark poem indeed.But very well written, Nimal. Wishing you better dreams. Always your friend, Sandra
Thought provoking title and the poem is full of mystery and a mix of Buddhist and biblical history. You tantalize the reader with your images, Nimal - and your dreams. Your mother's advice sounds very sensible. Excellent poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥