I wander under pomegranate night
Star seeds strung over heavy,
To that point where hungry sea
Wants to eat all ghosts of love.
I did not find my better half
Once heart was cleaved in two,
But only twice the pain
Once thorns pump quick and spill.
Pale flames fanned by angel wings
Broken and fluttering wounded,
Infusion into pillars of smoke -
That blinded my shadow to desire.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just an image in my mind that has been turning around for some time.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
May your eyes be opened and that love returns.
Andy
Thank you Andy.
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