Thursday 10 May 2018

I am the elixir












where your thoughts can go with consciousness that’s the extend of my presence
and when you wither away as dry fibres and bones, know that i have withdrawn

i am your green and blossomed dreams that you walk on grass-grown aisles
and when you walk and crawl on dried cracked mud, know that i am gone

i am the presence between your skin and the ether, that’s how you feel harmonious
and when you writhe in hot air burning in your own sin, know that i have forsaken

i am your greatest epic on which you built your believes, songs, joys and hopes
and when you find yourself with no meaning, song and tale, know that i am worn

     whine not afterwards
     for even your tears are my sparks





17 comments:

  1. I loved this Sreeja as it presented the same view that I was trying to put across but perhaps in a more lyrical way.

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    1. Thank you...yours has that punch that all must feel...!

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  2. Love the tone and texture of this poem Sreeja.

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  3. I love this voice of our Life. Beautiful, Sreeja.

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  4. Oh my goodness! Ouch! Truth in beautiful verse. I feel the elixir now in every instance of being alive.

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  5. Elixir and ode to life itself. Luv the quality of water as constant. Luv this

    Much💖love🌸

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  6. This is beautiful to read. Wonderful images in this poem.

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  7. Your words are indeed beautiful to read and strangely calming. Well done.
    Anna :o]

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  8. Beautiful poetry, and photo. Well done!

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  9. whine not afterwards
    for even your tears
    are my sparks

    Very good close Sreeja and great word-craft throughout!

    Hank

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