In pristine darkness I lay
In pristine darkness I lay with solitude sated,
a vapory feast of cold thoughts unabated
flows into frozen nostrils of my writhing mind,
as turmoil, my exhaled breath flows gloom-fated,
yet under sun of conscience, fate has to unwind.
O gloom, in your presence, were slain precious lives!
O solitude, in your essence, brighter thoughts thrive!
O silence, to your brittle aura, both of them attend,
Thus amid this cold darkness for warm voices I strive,
through heartfelt words that shall, into my soul, ascend.
Cat
pure classic, Love it.. Cat
pure classic, Love it.. Cat
Kesav V Easwaran
Creative sentiments often find bright support and solace in the dark company of solitude...well said...nice figurative lines
Creative sentiments often find bright support and solace in the dark company of solitude...well said...nice figurative lines
Sandra Martyres
you capture the atmosphere of pristine darkness and cold thoughts very effectively in this piece....I like the hope expressed in the closing lines.
you capture the atmosphere of pristine darkness and cold thoughts very effectively in this piece....I like the hope expressed in the closing lines.
a very emotive and uplifting write..loved two concluding lines with a flavor of hope.