The words appear to mean a lot more than they say
It came from the sky
penetrating the wind
and immediately
she took my beliefs, my creeds;
It buried my shame
in plastic dreams
changing the way i see
changing the way i think!
It lift the veil
that was blinding me
that black, soft cloth
that bittersweet feel;
Taking me up
bringing me down
like a ricochet,
between sky and ground!
It rose my temperature,
burning my brain, my eyes
and if i tried to touch her
she even burnt my arms;
All this unheard torture
this suffocating lust
just by a look, a glimpse
on those beautiful lines!
Those lines
that made me die
while keeping me alive
those small doses of oxygen
that sweet paradise;
That dance, those moves
that unreached sight
oh, how sweet, pure elegance!
I am not an expert on poetry but I think this is excellent!
I guess few of us can really claim to be experts on poetry. But when you get that gut feeling about a piece, you just know you are an expert on knowing what is good about poetry.
Nice
I couldn’t agree more.
It is intense the way the words appear to mean a lot more than they actually say, making you want to grasp a lot more from every phrase used.