When the deed is done
6 September 2017
Tilting head
From perception points
Stuck at joints
Light anoints
A jaded shadow set free
Darkness pervades light
Say instead
Light swallows darkness
Inside thin
Flickering
White on black blackened whitened
Checkerboard wizened
All is said
When the deed is done
Take a look
Loosened hook
The fish floating out in sea
Upstream and toil free
Reading of the poem:
The way Home – Sleep Dealer
“darkness pervades light” – and yet we fear darkness and search for light when darkness is there all along. Profound words my friend. Hope you are well, been absent for good reasons, please forgive me for not reading you for a while. ♥
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Hope you are well too as I am my friend. Light and darkness take cycles in our lives and we cannot be purely one or the other. Thank you for your reading and comments 🙂
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It’s just our will that is our bitter enemy
A darkness that is unworthy of coming lightning
Black and withered as old iron
A motionless chaos
Abandoned wounds will devour only if we let them,
So say instead, light swallows darkness. 🙂
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It is always good to heal all our wounds 🙂
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Awesome.Very well written
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Thank you Shanti 🙂
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