Fantasy Or Hallucination Poem by Valsa George
Fantasy Or Hallucination
I drank an overdose of ale
The bubbly liquid left me intoxicated
I levitated and flew to the galaxies
All my possessions I left behind
It was an exciting nocturnal odyssey
Clouds of myriad patterns brushed past me
In the silence and seclusion of the sky
All I sought was the lovely face of my Eurydice
All I desired was to hold her hand
I longed to gyrate in an immortal rhythm
To be forever an Orpheus and Eurydice
I held firm to her hand
Through the dark alleys, I raced
Never looking back even when fear plagued me
I was eager to leave behind the world of the dead
Reaching a safe spot, I looked behind
Where is Eurydice?
Has she disappeared into thin air?
Like a gecko that drops its tail
Her amputated arm shivered in my hand
Or did my hand
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Wowww. this is a wonderful flight of poetic imagination. A fantasy woven around two characters from Greek mythology. This is quite epic. I would also want to let my mind fly like this. That's a poet exploring new grounds. Kudos valsa.10
You made the hallucination so real. Often it may not be possible to recall such state in detail.
Valsa, This is brilliant. If I remember the mythology, Orpheus tried to revive Eurydice from the cold of death using music. Here you almost evoke Eurydice as the gate keeper at death's door....ushering us ever closer and closer to the cold.....that arm! That image! This is beautifully done.
Great imagery. Wish I could take a flight of such wonderful imagination and drop such beautiful lines. Loved it.
Although I don't drink alcoholic beverages, I was able to soar along with you on this fantastic flight of imagination, intoxicated by your magic words. A wonderful poem!
Valsa, you amaze me, delight me, challenge me! ! This is a remarkable journey on several levels- poetically, imaginatively, emotionally. You had me ping ponging through space, rebounding off stars, then captivated by Eurydice. The beautiful sounds of the words you used, the avalanche of the word shiver [sooooooooo well done], these attentions to detail are the mark of a truly wonderful poet.
Thank you so much Susan....! ! I feel so bloated up! Your comment is poetry of the first rate! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/30/2024 5:01:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An universal anecdote on pain, In limit an elixir and a potion, A must it is, in our celebrations. Ale in itself is always fine, When only it is a peg of wine. Enjoyed the aftermath narrated in this fantasy. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
Thank you Ratnakarji.....! I really enjoyed your comment in verse. Let me put an addendum to it..... When we feel our hearts ail To drown the pain, we turn to ale But its dose if we don't curtail Our senses, it might derail And finally might land up in jail