Your tongue becomes a
stretch of your
scream. It is, in fact,
a lying tongue, which
breaks the complex
truths until they are
transformed into simple
meanings, exactly in the same manner
the hours are
decomposed into chaotic
seconds to be recomposed
for new hallucinating time. Our
erratic thoughts anguish inside
our ignorance and our resignation. Our
spaces seep into another
common one. The light
dances on our exhausted
bodies all its
shades of red. We
love each other in
our dream.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
Sometimes I wonder, How many ideas we shall until we ran out of them For once we ran out We will be reliving the past But poetry shall bloom with your poem You set a new stage of veiw +10
A deceiving person has a lying tongue, and can be trusted.
Hi Marieta, Congratulations on getting selected as poet of of the day. And this poem, which so well-versed (sorry for the pun) , deserves it. Congrats.
True words! In dreams we always seem to have so much more patient LOVE. That can endure until the end of time. Beautiful! ! !
Well-written++++++++++++++++++++++ congrats on being selected for the day.....
The light dances on our exhausted bodies.....beautiful poem. Full of complex meaning and excellent style. Congratulations for poem of the day place Marieta Maglas.
screaming simplicity becomes condensed into utter chaos, then sleep prevails
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
some times i think you read my mind..'dear'....iip .............. :)