Life walks by
and in a useless longing
I dive into the crowdy time.
Then, unexpectedly,
a chord fills my mind,
words arise together
sieging me in opacity,
in a growing uneasiness
of a mouth full of marbles
that finally fall
with a heart rythm
as omen stones of a sybil voice.
[14.11.14]
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
Life walks by
and in a useless longing
I dive into the crowdy time.
Then, unexpectedly,
a chord fills my mind,
words arise together
sieging me in opacity,
in a growing uneasiness
of a mouth full of marbles
that finally fall
with a heart rythm
as omen stones of a sybil voice.
[14.11.14]
* poem inspired by "When you write", by Pradip Chattopadhyay: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/942224/when-you-write/
