A story

just listen

Forlorn dunes of sand tell a story

The story of the fable, of the glory

Of the times that were sipped 

And are now forgotten

The relic of self, the relic of faith

The relic of believe are  inhumed

With no traces I only hope

I only imagine I only fancy

Forsaken by chaos I emerge into silence

But there is no silence 

For silence is only coded

 An unheard story that sway so gracefully

And seize your presence

Reviews

[Laminators Dubai]

unheard story......cant get my thoughts out of it!.
mysterious story. a really good one.

[Mike Emil]

I am no relic
yes, I am
but I grow better with age
like a fine wine
HAI!!!

[Latifa]

your reviews are always refreching and eccentric

[wordman]

and a very nice fable it was it seems shes in a dream

[Mark]

I like how this starts out, lost history... ancient dunes.. .but I got a little lost in the end there. Not sure where you were going with it?

[Cody Williams]

A beautiful piece! Thanks for sharing!

-CW

[Latifa]

thank you Cody

[Cody Williams]

No problem

[Ronnie]

Great imagery, well done, intrigued to read more of your work.

[Latifa]

thank you Ronnie for your review

[Ronnie]

No problem .

[Pryde Foltz]

For silence is only coded
An unheard story that sway so gracefully
And seize your presence

The trick is the deciphering. Wonderful, insightful write.

[Latifa]

thank you Pryde

[That1Nerd23]

This is absolutely beautiful! Marvelous job!

[Latifa]

thank you darlin for the read

[That1Nerd23]

You're welcome. :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Nice write, I would use sways rather than sway ( third person singular) and seizes, maybe
I only imagine and fancy would avoid two onlys, a good poem that needs (small) changes !

[Latifa]

thank you for the share of opinion

[Mr.Boffin]

great poem love the imagery!