Wednesday, December 28, 2016

The Final Retreat

When my time comes, I will lose everything............ Plain truth about life. Congrats for being the member's -Jayatissa K. Liyanage


We owe nothing! And you seem able to put across nicely. -Christina Simmons

Transcendent
The tone of loss here is heart aching. The imagery is both concrete and physical while also being diaphanous and ethereal. There is science present, religion and strong emotive power. Something like remorse moves through the verses without being remorseful. The emotions and intellect both are owned, but elusive. This is a very moving poem. A very human poem. Transcendent in its execution. Humbling. -Lantz Pierre

Gradually I will stop
speaking about myself. When
my time comes, I will lose everything
and set you free.

The blind eagle will find its abode.
- - - - - - - - - - -A deeply philosophical poem
Poetry speaks our life.Poetry is the retreat of a poet. But gradually we all prepare for our final retreat.
.Congratulations for Poem of the day. -Bharati Nayak
Fire! !
This was not the game. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.-Edward Kofi Louis

Excellent Poem
Indeed it is a final retreat. Congrats for the honour of POTD.-Mohammed Asim Nehal

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