Perhaps I’m losing her again
but I have grown weary of life as well,
of the recursion of sorrows and pain,
of the worthlessness of my deeds
and indifference when in a dire need!
Now my lips can smile even when I’m in a hell!
My eyes don’t, they have lost the glint
of happiness and joy, of hope and dreams!
I think you would have felt the same, had you
been losing life each year like me,
yes the taste of death is sweet, that I know
but the tanginess of rebirths outgrows them all!
Perhaps it is my destiny
to enact lord Tithonus for eternity,
an immortal love growing old,
wrinkled and weary, dying to exhale its final breath,
in the hope of a nirvana,
though locked in a cage like the Sibyl of Cumae!
If I were a ragged pair of claws
scuttling across the floors of silent seas,
would it have been easier to live my life
with this illusion of having
an ocean atop my negligible head!
O, how I wish I were a bird that sang, instead!
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Ohhh a heart-breaker of a poem for sure. Your words trace hidden pains tossed aside, and buried under time.
p.s. I love what you have done with your blog. The colors and that moon look glorious!
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i guess any poem has at least two faces. One for those who read and another for those who live it. Only poets can see them both! Thanks a lot for your encouraging feedback on the new outlook.
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Beautiful
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Thanks a lot!
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Wow!
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Thank you!
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As always my friend! I love your poem!
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😀
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Another fantastic piece! You outdo yourself everytime.
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You too, my dear fellow poet, in your kindness and generosity every time you review my poems. I must admit that the appreciation of fellow poets of eminence is one of the quintessence of Poetry’s immortality! Thank you!
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