Red Moon Suspended In Space...
Assailed, impaled by cosmic stones,
Scars, craters now dot its bones.
A beaming orb yet it remains.
Gravitons propelling the alter ego,
In eternal revolution it moves,
A Rendezvous doomed by destiny.
Photo/Poem by: Sudhamshu Hebbar
Source: Sudhamshu Hebbar Photography
An "Okay' will suffice (Phil's poem)
Hello Phandom! I made a response to Dan’s poem, which can be found here: http://www.wattpad.com/14301626-phan-a-few-phan-inspired-writings-you-never-see-it
Phil’s poem: http://www.wattpad.com/16639403-phan-a-few-phan-inspired-writings-an-okay-will?d=ud#.UYn5A6Knr_E
FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED
Stop War!
Let us harvest peace
As the fruit of righteous deed
By sowing self compassion
As the seed of inner peace,
Lest the wounds of war!
We summon upon ourselves…
For no peace can be born
Of the womb of nations of man,
At war, with inner self…
Poetry by: Ramaatis
Photo source: dinhvankhai.blogspot.com
knight Before The Mourning
A shark infested moat
Encircles the core of you!
Hence- magically I snuck in…
In the midst of night,
Diving deep in the depths of you,
As the poetic knight… Writing this rose,
Whilst sitting beneath the roots,
Of thy sacred bronchial tree…
Amongst the whistling winds
Created by air you breath…
Where I could hear the weepings…
The sad elegiac song
Of a wounded mourning dove,
Quarantined from love…
Kept in a cage,
Where fragments of shattered trust
Encompasses it’s quivering frame,
Writhing in pain from beneath it’s blanket,
Of gossamer web…
O It’s delicate wings… So badly broken…
Brutally broken, by false promises spoken…
My god!
How long has it been my dear
since you’ve flown?
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Bits of sweet tenderness,
I tried to feed it;
But, it would not eat…
From the mouth of me!
From the gaze of me…
Nor the touch of me;
Yet, it’s shivering skin hungers and cries!
Dying, for undying love…
O! I can only wonder…
What harsh hand
Has come to blight this tender soul,
With such crippling-benighting despair?
Ay I wondered… I… The knight…
The knight before the mourning
Of a wounded dove
Crying in a cage… The confining rib cage
Of a lover who sleeps…
With a broken heart!
Photo by: Gaurav Singh Photography
