A moment in a timeless fantasy
Where joys and sorrows are beyond divine,
Lay the withered pangs of lost ecstasy.
Strains of reality forced the decline.
Mountains, once conquered, are now lost again.
Valleys inhabited, sing lonely song.
Oceans whip and wave, mourning a mind’s end,
As turmoil encompasses it life long.
Sensuous lips caressing a smooth frame.
Hands that run along a muscular form,
Intertwined, where love and lust are the same.
Inhale deeply, the real, and cause the storm.
The gate shuts and the key is tossed aside
Where imagination will not abide.
Mahdi
"Valleys inhabited, sing lonely song" and
"where love and lust are the same." Thank you for
bringing me here!! Phyllis <3
Very far-ranging poem. :-)
I think when our inspirations strikes, we write a lot; but then, it can also disappear very quickly. That is why we need to keep our creative juices flowing.
A very thought-provoking write, and much of it is truth. It has been like that with me recently anyway.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Ron
Vesna :)
Hank
Felix