Talk to me of bliss

Talk to me of bliss

15 March 2015

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Talk to me of bliss

Where the trees welcome the birds

Homecoming branches

 

Talk to me of bliss

When the waves don’t break on shore

Pursuing moonlight

 

Talk to me of bliss

Of why the ants lift castles

Heavier than lives

 

Talk to me of bliss

Of how the nightmares recede

When our footsteps join

 

Talk to me of bliss

Because this is how I start

To carve my grammar

 

Talk to me of bliss

Until I know not the lines

That fuse me in you

 

I will teach you words

To express inner glories

In letters of sheen

 

I will teach you words

Which cobblers use to patch souls

Their hands keen full stops

 

I will teach you words

Oozing out the emptiness

With weight of meaning

 

I will teach you words

Of when innocence danced light

In pathways of age

 

I will teach you words

Of how you complete my dreams

With broken phrases

 

I will teach you words

Of the odd one out who found

Little worlds of bliss

 

Reading of the poem: 

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A Quiet Conversation – Bliss