As I watched you…
October 15th, 2011 § 22 Comments
The light was paler than the pall of dawn,
you were standing framed by rain,
half-shaded in the shadows of a receding moon,
eerily close – a delicate silhouette -
smudged to perfection.
My heart knelt, devout, at your altar,
rubbing purple fumes from these dark eyelids,
whose pellucid whispers fill the vaults of Existence now.
Every tear, sheathed in uncertainty, is dead -
their iridescent ash sleeps safe in my chrysalis.
Colors have returned, permeating my iris.
Emptiness, all alone this tepid night,
stains my spectacles with nostalgia -
red like the opium buds upon your lips,
savoring satisfaction, distracted.
©Mohana Das
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woowww!!! created beautifully..
Thank you!
I love this. Very nicely done and another beautiful poem. :-]
I am so impressed with this. Such a beautiful fusion of intelligence and emotion. I am whisked away.
It’s laborious to find educated folks on this topic, however you sound like you understand what you’re talking about! Thanks
Beautiful to show so many emotions. Your words are magically fluid. Nicely written.
Thank you, Sarah, Renee, Toni, redplace!
awesome work!
Thanks, Aveek!!
Sooo smooth flowing.
I love this:
“My heart knelt, devout, at your altar,
rubbing purple fumes from these dark eyelids”
Your poem is very well written and it reads so tenderly smooth……… very nice read…….. thank you…….
very nice…really like the descriptions in here…nice use of color as well…great use of language throughout and nice flow…i like…
nice play of images here..like in a dream world …i like this line:
My heart knelt, devout, at your altar
Intelligent use of words… Beautifully crafted into images of lost love.. or at least that’s what it seems like to me… LOL
Wonderful poem!
Loved these two lines a lot – “Every tear, sheathed in uncertainty, is dead -
their iridescent ash sleeps safe in my chrysalis.”
Thanks for sharing
this is a very thoughtful write…feels like a painter stands in front of the canvas and describes what he sees – but not on the surface but in depth…red like the opium buds upon your lips…beautiful
amazing piece of writing, smiles.
I love this….My heart knelt, devout, at your alter … Great poem!
absorbing, inspiring poetry:)
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