Scourge of love, segments body sprout
With self impetus of the inherent drought
Oh! God but why does this immortal love,
Ever resides in every mortal’s inner heart?
Embracing the whole sexual appendages
Like the nomad cloud in the lap of the sky
Between the twilight and the gap of dawn
When the light fades into the murky night
From loves contagion, scrawny and fragile
Into the cavernous quietness of the chasm
Estranged from the rhythm of their essence
Copyright 2002 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviewed by Oisín Breen (Reader)
Reviewed on March 1, 2003
rhythm of essence.
No truer word to be spoke on life.
Except perhaps that it is not real.
Regardless of reality rhythm is still there so perhaps yes that is the truest word.
You break so much down into so little.
It was a joy to read
You are a trend-setter and a motivation to every writer, with poetry like this, you make every poet want to reach as high as you are. Comendable work, and it's lovely. Eileen put it beautifully, as well made me hungry!
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No truer word to be spoke on life.
Except perhaps that it is not real.
Regardless of reality rhythm is still there so perhaps yes that is the truest word.
You break so much down into so little.
It was a joy to read
TY
Tony:)
William
Warm Love,
*-Brittany-*
meal;-)thanks Bhuwan...