Isthmus Of Pain And Joy Poem by Akachukwu Lekwauwa
Isthmus Of Pain And Joy
Bitter cold on one side,
The joy on the other kept blood
From freezing in our veins.
Darkness on one side,
Light flickered warmly on the other.
Tears covered one face,
The other went forward with laughter.
Rivers of tears was black and desolate,
But pure joy was harvest in cluster.
The equatorial calm in this half is eerie,
The cries was no more than a faint whisper,
Heard but for the great stillness all around.
We sat beneath a cone of night
In which no star would ever shine.
The silence might have been speaking to me,
Answering my doubts.
Yes! We have traveled,
The unimaginable distance that lay between pain and gain,
Lost and victory.
The dark sunless days are over.
All things bright and beautiful.
Tears covered one face. Yes! we have traveled. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Indeed, this is a very well description of which an individual at times may feels as if though they are stuck between anger and happiness. I truly enjoyed this poem! Nice piece
A towering and triumphal ending. I always like happy endings. Well done my friend!
The powerful reference to our dualistic reality is very strongly and well expressed in this piece. Awesome job on capturing the feelings of loss when your dad passed away, I can surely empathize with that.
I see... bitter cold on our side of the veil, joy on the other, where the dearly deprted feast... nice job
I see... bitter cold on this side of the veil, joy on the other, where the dearly departed feast... nice job
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 12:57:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The silence was speaking to you Akachukwu… silence tells all and is yours and my best writing advisor at times.Well done my friend a lovely play on words and their hidden meanings.Keep writing.Your words deserve to be told….and read.