When I speak I have to assume
You are both there standing apart
Listening to me from somewhere I know not.
You are my engravers of times ahead
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Naughty God of otherness is truly an original usage. A powerful poem expressing true inner feelings. Thank you.
To be heard and listened to is everyman's wish. If our utterances turn out to be merely a cry in the wilderness and come back to us as mere echo, it is so distressful. Though we cannot insist that the whole world should stay rapt in attention to what we say, to have at least one or two to listen to us is a great relief! As I seek to open a window Many are opening theirs and what we see together Is the cluster of life spilt By the naughty God of otherness I have ever distanced myself from. Quite catchy lines! ! Another powerful write!
It hurts if none listens to whether truths or lies one wishes to relieve one's stress by talking, confessing, or the like and at the same time looks more agonizing if not unloaded or born an untold story inside you......Dineshji...... quite philosophical but very inspiring indeed......a great write
I like a poem that gives more with 2 or 3 readings, much enjoyed.