A stabbing pain in my parietal region
makes me see hell
and heaven
the same radio
on a different frequency
Lying on the bridge
calm water
white floor peace
next to me
sleeps
the future
Why do my dreams
alter the world?
no one remembers
everyone is asleep
Turkish mulberry made me see
in the long conversation
love is also
rotten
and is born!
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Author:
Pari4 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I can't think straight but I feel, a little rotten and I'm reborn.
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Comments4
It is from filth that things grow. Plants fertilized with manure, put out beautiful flowers. A most intriguing write
That's right, recycle and recreate. The world we don't see also deserves appreciation. Thanks for stopping by and leaving your words of appreciation. Best regards!
A very interesting write, from filth some things are born but yet others will die in the same filth. Sometimes we need to feel bad about ourselves in order to feel good, as that is all we know, like a comfort blanket. If you are wrapped in bad people will leave you alone, intriguing write
Wow, I like the deep meditation your message leaves behind. It was through almost agonizing pain that I was able to understand the tree's message. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving your words of support. Regards.
You are very welcome
Excellent write
Thank you so much for stopping by, my friend. I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Best regards.
You're welcome
Damaso—this buzzes with ache and frequency...and that bridge stanza? It just floored me. 😶 The surreal calm between agony and revelation is masterfully done...truly masterful. And I love that last line, "Love born from rot". Wow. Powerful, my friend. Love it! 🌹👏 A def fave for me.
Well, my friend, I'm so glad this text resonated with you in this way. I just wanted to find positive words amidst the agony of the headache I sometimes suffer. Thank you so much for your words of support; they really encourage me to keep going! Cheers!
You are welcome. You're quite the poet/artist my friend. 🙏🌹
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