I have
no solitude
I am surrounded
and imprisoned
by the shadow
of my own destitute
The struggle between
the desire of my heart
and the reality
of my subsistence
diminishes the radiance
Of my countenance
And, the triangular
conflict between
my objective heart
my subjective mind
and my absolute soul
makes me a living cadaver
Yet, I’m not in a hurry to die
and explore the life beyond
the boundaries of demise
I crave to live more and explore
the life within the borders of life
for I have a horizontal dream
more vertical than the Everest’s peak
Copyright 2003 Bhuwan Thapaliya
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Reviews of "I have a horizontal dream more vertical than the Everest's peak"
Within every Winter resides the Seed of a new Spring... within every cloak of Darkness is the pure nudity of newborn Light. Within your magnificent Spirit dwell infinite beauty, wisdom, hope and love, dearest friend...
~Alexandra~
"Yet, I’m not in a hurry to die
and explore the life beyond
the boundaries of demise
I crave to live more and explore
the life within the borders of life
for I have a horizontal dream
more vertical than the Everest’s peak"
Excellent, Bhuwan: no surprise there! As Jude said, this life is a journey to either surviving death or entering it totally. It is our choice. For myself, I feel much as Apostle Paul: I long to be with the Lord yet must remain here until my mission is complete. Much love to your heart from mine. ~~Bonnie Q
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2004
An excellent piece, Bhuwan!
One of my favorite 'motivators' is a line
from the movie "The Hours," where the character
Laura Brown says: "I chose life."
You have much talent, my poet peer. Keep the
positive aspects glowing!
Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2004
wow
there are those of us that rhyme and those of YOU that write verse and poetry
And you keep climbing that dream, dear poet. You just keep on climbing. Read your work on Poetry and Emotions -- I was so proud to say I read you every day. I was so filled we pride, and cried, at the beauty of your words.
Carmen
Reviewed by jan nunn (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2004
oh yes Bhuwan..thoughts I have reminded myself of this day '
The struggle between
the desire of my heart
and the reality
of my subsistence
diminishes the radiance
Of my countenance
And, the triangular
conflict between
my objective heart
my subjective mind
and my absolute soul
makes me a living cadaver '
indeed it is a struggle at times,yet what would life be without..I am thankful for these struggles for life is worth all endeavours
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2004
Life is where it's at!
Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader)
Reviewed on January 10, 2004
This is a very awesome write, a great dipiction of the personal struggle we all face from time to time.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
Evelyn.
~Alexandra~
Reindeer
Nancy
"Yet, I’m not in a hurry to die
and explore the life beyond
the boundaries of demise
I crave to live more and explore
the life within the borders of life
for I have a horizontal dream
more vertical than the Everest’s peak"
Straight from your radiant pen!
Love, Sheila
Bravo!!!!!
Yet another fantastic
write by you my friend....
Hugs
Trixie :)
great work, Bhuwan
peace
One of my favorite 'motivators' is a line
from the movie "The Hours," where the character
Laura Brown says: "I chose life."
You have much talent, my poet peer. Keep the
positive aspects glowing!
there are those of us that rhyme and those of YOU that write verse and poetry
*awe*
jessica
aka
gypsie
~Chrissie
with profound and wonderful meanings
William
Carmen
The struggle between
the desire of my heart
and the reality
of my subsistence
diminishes the radiance
Of my countenance
And, the triangular
conflict between
my objective heart
my subjective mind
and my absolute soul
makes me a living cadaver '
indeed it is a struggle at times,yet what would life be without..I am thankful for these struggles for life is worth all endeavours
Michael
Love Tinka
I think we all crave the hereafter, but don't want to die to get there;-)
excellent end to this powerful poem!