The Blue Of His Face Poem by Marieta Maglas

The Blue Of His Face

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This angular house
is flooded with silence and solitude
the blue of his sad face
is a photograph
hidden in the darkness,
whether 'tis love
in my dreamless sleep
or 'tis suffering in my sleepless dream...

Poem by Marieta Maglas

Friday, November 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: blue
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 22 November 2014

Melancholic in spirits yet shining with hopes and aspirations.......Marieta......nicely crafted piece.........

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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 November 2014

'hidden in the darkness, whether 'tis love in my dreamless sleep'- beautiful. Very powerful thinking. Thanks.

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Hans Vr 30 November 2014

The gloominess is poetically portrayed in the first llines And then come the mind boggling wonderful ending lines. Love in a dreamless sleep seems like the absolute low: even if love is there, no way he can be aware Suffering in a sleepless dream seems like the summit of suffering to me Not sure I am interpreting it right, but it is a poem that keeps the reader's mind occupied for some time, a trait of excellent poetry.

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 26 November 2014

whether 'tis love in my dreamless sleep or 'tis suffering in my sleepless dream... Love is full of suffering, which we happily deny...

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Ramesh Rai 24 November 2014

Poetry awakes in a sleepless dream. Poetry sprouts in a melancholic wake with spirit of hopes and desires. Nicely penned with soulful emotions crafted in desired thoughts.

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James Mclain 23 November 2014

Sleep must come to all whom lay awake ever wary of the heart that might be taken...iip

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Salini Nair 23 November 2014

my dreamless sleep or 'tis suffering in my sleepless dream... beautiful poem...enjoyed reading

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Marieta Maglas

Marieta Maglas

Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania
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