don't know you, yet seek you must i."
tranquil ending, live to reach you;
expiate woes, surrender to you.
travesty end, raw truth binds us;
allegory of hope, numbs us.
tragic my fate, certain am i.
timeless contentment, desire i.
trap me, gently worn blanket, you;
help me endure to adore you.
5 comments:
Beauty.
I loved the last line...help me endure to adore you...
It doesnt last forever does it love...and intimacy, loving any person can be quite trying...
Mostly is isnt fear of whether some person would be everythign to you...
but whether you will be able to be all those things and more for that someone.
'take me', 'trance me', 'trap me', 'help me'
'numbs us', 'binds us'
Great juxtaposing of the individual versus the collective!
The third person 'you' seems to be the all powerful.
It looks as if some poet wrote it in the Bhakti era (an era when most poets were devotionalist and most of the poems were penned to god as a lover)....Good work.
I didn't realize it was an acrostic;
profound, indeed; death the ultimate sleep...
ready for death? it will come to everyone in time. fear of being ordinary causes many to suffer. death makes everyone ordinary.
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