Our Days Of Desolation

These are the past-spring days
That could never save us
from being isolated into barren lands
The exordiums that we could never impart.

Unlike the hostile winter days
where the noons hanged with felicity
the half fountains,knowing my weaknesses
vitiated by the familiar numbness .

Hopes left unloved, unfulfilled
Resonant yet so unsatisfied
In our musings where light faded
And candles couldn't fill wombs

The seasons still run from us
Darkened skies, no rub of conversation slips
even the new born leaves quiver
in silence dripping from whistles of air.

Reviews

[Loner]

Another great write i must say..

[InsanityWriter]

Amazing. :) This is a truly wonderful piece, it all flows together perfectly and has such imagery and feeling! Very well done. (:

[patricia]

a stunning last stanza. The whole poem by anybody elses standards would be very good, but for you? Not quite the sentient word beauty extractions I have come to adore.

[Alexander Rodgers]

The seasons still run from us
Darkened skies, no rub of conversation slips
even the new born leaves quiver
in silence dripping from whistles of air. -Great lines, flow so well. Keep up the good work.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thank you alex

[Marie]

Lovely...well past winter, past spring..running still, leaving us desolate...

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thank you mam

[Dayran]

In a world where seasons stop to talk to man it would indeed be a special achievement for the human condition. In our present condition it may well intimate that it is possible. That ought to stir the old curiosity a little.

[Balkaran Sidhu]

yeah I yearn for such world sir...thanks

[Mike Emil]

spring dogs, winter dogs
they're all the same

[Balkaran Sidhu]

thank you

[gombeggar]

stop using big words for he sake 'of using big words'

[chaotic katie]

Fantastic imagery and wording once again i enjoyed reading this.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing use of the language. Create good visions with the strong description.
"Hopes left unloved, unfulfilled
Resonant yet so unsatisfied
In our musings where light faded
And candles couldn't fill wombs"
The above lines were my favorite. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Balkaran Sidhu]

yeah i loved those lines..thank you :)