[REALITY]
In The reflection of the blue light moon,
I transfer my identity if ever so inflicted,
To this tragic illusion of night...
Transposing itself onto my waters reflection...
The brilliant radience of the moment captures me,
It pierces my soul and holds me...
Conquering me in this unrealistic but necessary voyage,
Resisting ...
Yet giving myself entirely, I relentlessly undertake..
Happening but not,
I am engulfed...
For each second of my absent yet totally meaningfull existance...
I am abandoned in reality....
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Wow...wow...
So romantic.. Nice one. Loved it.
What mood made you to write this kind of poems? Even in English they seem very good.
That is my poem. Wow. Forgery at its best.
Post a Comment