A beautiful scene

Posted on by Hemalatha Ramesh

The great sun too,
goes down,
as he departs,
the blue ethereal sky,
turns blacky and starry,
strongly reminding that,
Heartbreakers were once
UNFAMILIAR FACES.

Do you see what I see?
The triumphant blue waters
gleam with reflection of colours,
making me crave for a transparent soul.
The triangle love between,
The sky, a sea; the sun
is a sinking ship,
that floats effortlessly.

I rest at the shore,
counting galaxies,
connecting constellations;
hiding behind the silver linings.
The mystical moonlight melts from the universe’s eyes,
and I bleed through
words and verses.
As the memories pass through the crevices
in my heart,
the pain brews poetry and
I gloriously adorn the tunic of turmoil.

I wish, I wish,
the sunrise swallow pain
and churn out chromatic thoughts.
And yes, nights are mightier
than angels to a wild soul.

Thank you so much for reading!🙂

37 thoughts on “A beautiful scene”

  4. SMiLes Key
    Becoming
    HeART
    Menders
    With Familiar
    Faces Nature
    Of Your Poem
    When
    A Stranger
    Captures
    Another
    Soul
    Free
    To
    Breathe
    With Pen oF LiGHT

    For Sun Never Really

    Disappears Now

    Promise oF LiGHT ReaL…

    TWiLiGHT Never Endings🙌

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  5. Guten Tag.

    Herzlichen Dank für die Tiefe Deiner Poesie.

    In der Sonne
    um Mitternacht

    darin sich treffen
    in den Träumen

    die brennde Sehnsucht
    von Mensch zu Mensch
    die nie Wirklichkeit
    nie werden darf

    In der Berührung
    von Haut zu Haut

    den Fingern
    die Augen
    die Wärme des Herzens

    die einen anderen
    im irgewndwo
    auf der Erde berühen
    sachte betatsten

    Herzliche Grüße
    Hans Gamma

    ***

    Good day.

    Thank you very much for the depth of your poetry.

    In the sun
    at midnight

    meet in it
    in dreams

    the burning longing
    from human to human
    which never becomes reality
    may never be

    In touch
    skin to skin

    the fingers
    the eyes
    the warmth of the heart

    some other
    in somewhere
    based on the earth
    touch gently

    Best regards
    Hans Gamma

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