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| Keith Haring |
my eye catches the heart in you
I bend to it
there is no limit to hold those parts
I want everyone out of my way
our way gives on to east lane
there is still a grain of truth
it is in that straight line
yet randomly held by a thin thread
sound is but silent
I would be in it
delineated yet distinct
you watch from afar
aloof to all but yourself
miles away."
17 comments:
Such beautiful longing in your poem.
tragic and sensitive tale of love needed.
Oh dear...those numbers again..to prove I am not a robot! I wonder why..
love the last verse!
just simply loved the quote at the end!! the "thud" in your heart... what a prominent sound that would be...
I think heart reaches out in Lines we can't see but know are there...which I think you have described beautifully
In feet miles away, in heart there is no distance!
"if only your heart was a painting,
I would be in it". Such a beautiful thought. A lovely poem.
How easy it is to see that love has been no stranger to you. Your words reminded me so much of how I felt with the love of my life for well over 50 years.
Lovely!
I luv that sensitivity of yours in Verse 1 where love beckons and it's everybody out of my way.
Have a nice Sunday
Much love...
Beautifully set combining both prompts. The wordle words flowed very smoothly. Great write Gautami.
Hank
The last stanza coupled with the ending quote - my favourite.
All in all, a beautiful poem. :)
Your poem is lovely ....
Loved it ~ Eddie
Lovely poem...well done!
Romantically beautifully, especially the last two lines.
Y E S... sweet Mag!
Love and Light, S
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