Poem - Wing of Loneliness
Under the wing of loneliness,
The inert days will not return,
While the heat of my soul leaves a stele,
In my chest you are a storm,
From an uneasy evocation,
As shadows your words,
They immerse themselves in the silence of eternity,
Filling the hours that the clock stopped dialing,
When the only way out is forgetfulness,
An immense storm is my brokenness,
Source of thoughts and inspiration,
In moments of creation.
By Leonardo Blanco (@tcpaikano)
excellent brother poem
The first stanza got me hooked. I was so curious to see what was next, what caused it, why the sadness. Nice poem.
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Simply Beautiful. It's sad and intriguing at the same time. Really enjoyed reading this.
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great. i liked this poem. thanks for sharing this. :)
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What a moving poem! I think it would move those who have experienced this kind of feeling and those who have not. Great job!
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Oh my...
This is good @tcpaikano. Keep it up.
Oh wow. This left me feeling almost breathless. What a stunning piece of poetry!
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Excellent poem, it is good to read you and know that there is a person that we are in the universe of poetry.
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beautiful poem'! i can totally relate especially now.