of the sweetest voice
that fret me around
after a painful respite
it ferry me across
towards hinterland
unspoken, untreaded
friendliness of a bizarre kind
where from
I prove my existence
without any form
untouchable to a reasonable man
and
part my earthy space
with a shirk
Sans space, sans time
to bellow my whereabout
void, my eternal void
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Deep and moving 🙂
So much thanks Anoucheka Jee.
An engaging, profound poem.
So much thanks Vijay Nair Jee!
The reader will find themselves on familiar poetic existential terrain as the author delves into further mysteries.
‘m so humbled by thy precious comment dear Sir Louis Kasatkin!