Empty notes ring upon lonely ears
Mind a sheet of paper, fresh from the press
So much potential, yet currently blank
Unused and white.
Harsh winds rip across untamed desert
We learn to be in two places at once
Identity is an illusion
We live other's lives daily.
Dissonance creates the best harmonies
I see angels every time I close my eyes
They beckon me to join their ranks
Yet I am stuck on the ground.
A song from among the stars is sung
Can't hear it's creator, can't see the notes
Colors splayed in iridescent tones across the plane of existence
Where am I now?
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Author:
Azura Nightsong (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Another poem I wrote at 11 at night as I tried unsuccessfully to fall asleep.
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Comments2
Amazing...Beautifully written...
Absolutely exquisite!
Thank you very much!!!
Thanks AZURA ~ I like the structure of he poem ~ but like all "sleeplessness" poems each verse presents its own thought provoking scenario ~ I have given them titles ! V1, (Table Rasa ~ Blank Sheet) Emptiness with potential to be filled ? V2, (Here & There) Physically we are in ONE place geographically ~ BUT ~ Mentally we can be in ANOTHER place sharing & caring for someone we love ? V3. (Nature & Supernature) This is a frustration many of us share ! ANGELS are so near and yet so far ? V4. (Where am I ?)We have songs ~ but their origin and form eludes us. Every colour has significance (another poem for another day ?) ~ BUT ~ only if we really know who we are & where we are ! Thanks for sharing ~ Yours BRIAN
Thanks and welcome!
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