Why does twilight
Instill in me
A sadness?
Why does a lonely star
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Eternally intoxicated To weave the yarns Of ceaseless poesy Every moment there is an eternal panorama to capture and immortalize. One moment brings joy and the other fills it with fear to balance it on the whole. You have done your job well in capturing the feelings to share.
A poem of realization, yes sometimes this melancholic feeling appears from subconscious mind which we cannot justify with our present or moving conditions. But definitely there lies a genuine reason behind it. Thanks for sharing.
God knows – Yet, an unknown pain Is that we carry From birth till death Like unwilling pall bearers........true dictum. This poem is really a great poem depicted with beautiful diction. Thanks for sharing. ....10
this poem brings the reality of life. yes sometimes there are reasons for pain. and sometimes we feel moody and sad for no reason. Sometimes some things happen in life that truly is a miracle. Though each one has a right to emotions, i have learned a new way to overcome pain. I shut my eyes and count 10 things/blessings that could have not been mine. and i find solace. Most often it works, sometimes not. And i console myself saying - i am human.. not an angel. God knows – Yet, an unknown pain Is that we carry From birth till death Like unwilling pall bearers I loved these lines. so so true.
Truly, we carry an unknown pain from birth to death, and this pain activates our thoughts, emotions and actions, Loved reading the poem
Beautiful poem! This one is an outstanding creation I read that came from this eternally intoxicated poet.
For unknown reasons, we fall at the clutches of pain sometimes! There may not be any obvious cause! It might be the existential angst! In such pain, there is a sweetness and creativity! It is then we woo the Muse of poesy! Let words gather round you to immortalize every scene that falls before your eyes! This poem reminds me of one of my poems- An Unnamed Pain......A 10
Really if we don't have fear or pain in life, there is no need of night with Star studded sky deep, chirping of sparrow at night fall and even poetry to solve our distressing heart's pain and make poetry immortal!
Unwilling pallbearers. What a wonderful, truthful line. An excellent poem, Madathil
Sometimes there comes out an ache in the mind and we will lonely. We come out to be under night sky to talk to stars and moon and get relief. Beautiful! ! !