i am, sweet medley
of dreams and realities; of undenied and denied past;
winged present
moments that i owned
when time stopped
between breaths,
the living moments, sense of life heaving up and down---
down and up, heaving life, of sense,
moments living the breaths between stopped time;
when owned, I, that moments present winged past
denied and undenied, of realities and dreams,
of medley; sweet, am i…
This is absolutely exquisite!💜💜
ReplyDeletethank you Sanaa <3
DeleteUndenied and denied past... indeed we all are a medley of that especially!
ReplyDeleteYea....thank you!
DeleteWe claim all that is ours. What is denied and what is undenied.
ReplyDeleteHmmmm....thank you !!
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Thank you for this invite!Love!
DeleteA clever read through. You got the Palindrome !!!
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Thank you so much!
DeleteSweet medley....I love that idea! Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteOh..thank you so much!
DeleteAh, bravo! This is really enjoyable to read, so smooth.
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My pleasure!!
DeleteSreeja, this is such a sweet poem. I love it, the Palindrome worked nicely for you.
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Thank you so much Jim!
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