You only watch it through bare naked eyes what’s damn shown to you, untrue
Behind the veil of happiness, there’s distress of melancholy heartaches,
but you can’t fathom the meanderings of relationships, not even to the fullest
How many people’ve been living across the misgiving world along the misery or pain?
(O`... the tears in the rain)
How many familes’ve been dying since the arena of prime-uncertainty to have you sane?
(No ----- you can never see their tears in the rain)
The world’s damn drooled with the complications of impulsive implications of life
but “The Humans” do only care of what they’ve been born to do: “Mayhems In Night”
Ye -- you can never count the pain with your fingers, not even on your toes
but, If today someone be your friend, by morn, he’s certainly counted in your born foes
Late night, in the midst of broken crowd cowed with light noise,
I’ve seen her tears in eyes; tried hard to volume an every breath she took deep inside
though every single time I stepped ahead, she’d look at me & sigh:
“O` hell yeah, I’m contented with whatever my God’s given to me to decay,” she obliged
You can never see her tears not even in the transgress of melt-down tearful rain
(O`... the tears in the rain)
To have her fain, you’ve to burn auburn emotions to whip out the imprint of dint plain
(No.. No ----- but you can never see her tears in the rain)
although you ain’t know nor’ll ev’r ev'r know, with how much pain the world be passing through,
You only watch it through the veil of bare eyes what’s damn shown to you in disguise, untrue
Gloomy day & miserable night ----- outta blue. The petals of rose in the eve of hue -----
Everything’s sat up to complete the incomplete purpose of very life
but nobody sees not even looks throu’ what’s damn resided to the night of mid dew, Phew!"
As usual, I posted the write on my professional literary site & shared with some of my web-writers friends so let's read, as always, what "Erin" reviews:
ReplyDeleteErin: "wow, a heaviness to this....when we love, we end up losing...either those we love become estranged, or those we love pass from this earth...and we are left holding the pain."
He's one hell of the evocative writer himself, who writes beyond excellence so it's always an honor to me to have him stopped by across my pages.
Nailed it again...!!! What can I say. Cannot judge the grudge in the lines you've tapped down with ya fingers. Incredibly Awesome. I have gone wordless. INSANE. You've made it to the deep lines of heart and the emotions, the feelings great. Hats Off! :)
ReplyDeleteJennie:
ReplyDelete"Your unique poetic voice and artistic, sharp word choices make this poem a standout. Very nice writing!"
It's night out here & am having some great pie of hours with reading stuffs. In b/w that, I get another review from a writer named "Emma", she's from "U.K", & writing since long time.
ReplyDeleteEmma:
' You can never see her tears not even in the transgress of melt-down tearful rain - - (O`... the tears in the rain) '
There's such a ring of unique laying of words here, and yet, a union of ancient and modern, un.numbered, but singing the same tune.. somehow. There's a sadness too, contrived or genuine.. and yet, there's a lightness of tone: the slang, the dropping of certain letters here and there - and that Phew!
Am glad that writers enjoying reading my work, to the fullest.
And, as always, what a sexiest review I've got from one of my sexiest writers named "Lynn".
ReplyDeleteLynn:
"She feels like kicking out all the windows and setting fire to this life. If she could change everything about her, using colors bold and bright...but all the colors mix together, to grey, and it breaks her heart"
Words from a favorite song of mine. This poem reminds me of it. Don't you agree there must be an opposite to everything? How else would we know the difference of anything. So, then "God" would be balance. Heaven is the eye of the hurricane in my opinion. The calm in the middle of the storm...the core of everything, and in that core lies the seed of life...the beginning of who and what is. Hell is a story we replay over and over in our minds. The universe cries liquid salvation for those that drink it's tears. Ceratainly, I have fully enjoyedthis piece of human art form :)
Whao. Her words're seemed kinda way uplifting to me. Always appreciated!