Open Poetry #42 |
amnesia on the bed! |
poddarku Senior Member
since 2008-01-15
Posts 589india |
Amnesia arose I never pardoned you to wake me With a splash of grief Thrown on my closed eyes. Arose I found me amid wetness. A bed of ocean, The salt of sweat. Awoke I ran to catch you and held. You melted like snows. The play of “touch me” Ended into dark amnesia, Awoke I returned To bed and waited… clever talks delay friendship! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Poddar, this is so intense, it takes the reader in. Sometimes amnesia brings such delight. Oh, I love your picture and that gaze out of the window fits the poet perfectly ... watching the skies and beyond! love Margherita |
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TomMark Member Elite
since 2007-07-27
Posts 2133LA,CA |
very good poem and a heart sighs!, my dear friend. And the picture is wonderful!!!!it is nice to see you!!! |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Very Intense Indeed ARCTIC WIND |
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