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Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness crept across my senses Intoxicated as by an excess dose of ale Or drunk with the vintage wine Or by some mystical disengagement I started levitating Wings sprouted up suddenly on my sides I reeled round and round Flew up and up Meteors flashed past Stars blinked Larger celestial bodies stood still Strange sounds fleeted past my ears My heart palpitated, Like the rumblings of thunder My eyes glowed like fire ***** A shout I heard afar Over the heavens’ mysterious rim Muffled though, I could decipher it; “Welcome to the clan of poets”! Around me, I saw multitudes of poets Young and old, their faces blazing Like a thousand lanterns lit In that blinding brilliance My filmy wings burnt outright! Like Icarus, from the heights I flopped down to the chasm below In the scattered heap of flesh and bones A faint stir ….. ………………….. The feeble flutter of a poetic heart Before it was finally stilled!!
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Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
When Poetry Haunted Me
Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness crept across my senses Intoxicated as by an excess dose of ale Or drunk with the vintage wine Or by some mystical disengagement I started levitating Wings sprouted up suddenly on my sides I reeled round and round Flew up and up Meteors flashed past Stars blinked Larger celestial bodies stood still Strange sounds fleeted past my ears My heart palpitated, Like the rumblings of thunder My eyes glowed like fire ***** A shout I heard afar Over the heavens’ mysterious rim Muffled though, I could decipher it; “Welcome to the clan of poets”! Around me, I saw multitudes of poets Young and old, their faces blazing Like a thousand lanterns lit In that blinding brilliance My filmy wings burnt outright! Like Icarus, from the heights I flopped down to the chasm below In the scattered heap of flesh and bones A faint stir ….. ………………….. The feeble flutter of a poetic heart Before it was finally stilled!!
This is how I feel now....... in the blinding brilliance of poetic talents I see here, my wings are burnt !
valsa-george
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valsa-george
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
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