Oh, pass on a cloud
my eyes want to rain.
^ I love this end so much... the whole write in general is great, but I felt like choking on this part:
An apparition
of infiniteness of agony.
Becoming one with failures.
A sad and touching poem, Sir. Your expressions, whatever little I understood touched my heart. Allow me to interpret the parts I understand here for our readers. And, please correct me for any incorrect interpretations.
A poem about life's misfortunes that have inspired the poet's thoughts. Aptly titled "Siege" = a state of troubles and nuances that have created a state of blockade (applied to one's life circumstances).
First stanza:
Dual fall of brass (meaning I fell twice from brass = spiritual symbolism for "goodness/grace" From the bine ( = from a climbing/twinning plant), implying from atop a height (or metaphorically speaking from a high/accomplished place;
and from the "Bliss"= state of happiness
An apparition (= ghostly figure) that I have(now) become
of infiniteness (=limitless) of agony. (=suffering, mental anguish)
Becoming one with failures. (=blaming self for all the failures.)
Second stanza:
It tends to stay (=perhaps the guilt of doing it twice)
and enters the forbidden city (the ancient forbidden city of Lhasa, also the former capital of Tibet and abode of the Dalai Lama's, which was barred to all Westerners from entering for centuries, perhaps symbolically stating that the guilt is staying inside oneself and refusing to leave.)
of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring
to remain poor of any treasure. (despite beseeching=begging/pleading with any number of Gods, I remain poor of their treasure=affection, perhaps because of the guilt)
The mysterious pain
a trap cannot catch. (a pain from the events which have caused the guilt, for which the author is here blaming self, cannot be easily eliminated).
End Stanza: Simple and immensely touching expressions to this reader.
Oh, pass on a cloud (= mind's fog/guilt)
my eyes want to rain. (=weep)
Sir, with due respects, you have an amazing talent in metaphorical language. And, a humility to match your outstanding expressions in penning whatever went wrong in life. You deserve the front page, for this outstanding verse, in my opinion.- A lonely soul
my eyes want to rain.
^ I love this end so much... the whole write in general is great, but I felt like choking on this part:
An apparition
of infiniteness of agony.
Becoming one with failures.
A poem about life's misfortunes that have inspired the poet's thoughts. Aptly titled "Siege" = a state of troubles and nuances that have created a state of blockade (applied to one's life circumstances).
First stanza:
Dual fall of brass (meaning I fell twice from brass = spiritual symbolism for "goodness/grace" From the bine ( = from a climbing/twinning plant), implying from atop a height (or metaphorically speaking from a high/accomplished place;
and from the "Bliss"= state of happiness
An apparition (= ghostly figure) that I have(now) become
of infiniteness (=limitless) of agony. (=suffering, mental anguish)
Becoming one with failures. (=blaming self for all the failures.)
Second stanza:
It tends to stay (=perhaps the guilt of doing it twice)
and enters the forbidden city (the ancient forbidden city of Lhasa, also the former capital of Tibet and abode of the Dalai Lama's, which was barred to all Westerners from entering for centuries, perhaps symbolically stating that the guilt is staying inside oneself and refusing to leave.)
of endless gods.Me beseeching, imploring
to remain poor of any treasure. (despite beseeching=begging/pleading with any number of Gods, I remain poor of their treasure=affection, perhaps because of the guilt)
The mysterious pain
a trap cannot catch. (a pain from the events which have caused the guilt, for which the author is here blaming self, cannot be easily eliminated).
End Stanza: Simple and immensely touching expressions to this reader.
Oh, pass on a cloud (= mind's fog/guilt)
my eyes want to rain. (=weep)
Sir, with due respects, you have an amazing talent in metaphorical language. And, a humility to match your outstanding expressions in penning whatever went wrong in life. You deserve the front page, for this outstanding verse, in my opinion.- A lonely soul
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