This is a very, very beautiful poem of love and loss, and I'm so glad that you have now republished it because it's such a pleasure to read it again and be reminded of those things that continually whisper to us from the past and keep us in a continual state of suspension: I especially love the first verse and the way it sets the whole poem up so memorably. Well done, Rolando!
thank you very much for your comment and restack Martin. The winds of the past dominate the present, which in turn dominates the future. That's why some people find it difficult to get out of the past - because they're afraid of the future... everyone has to build a sail that allows them to dominate the winds and whispers of the people who have gone, but who are still there - because those who have been, will always be
Emotions give off echoes, so do poems. Memories are as much a reality as Reality. To me your poem is more than beautiful; it's a bridge to a part of my life, long ago, yet still alive. It's a bridge that connects lovers – time and distance irrelevant.
The poem aptly highlights the harsh yet bare reality that life goes on and never stops for anyone or due to any incident. Let us make the best use of each moment. Truly thoughtful, Rolando.
The poem aptly highlights the harsh yet bare reality that life goes on and never stops for anyone or due to any incident. Let us make the best use of each moment. Truly thoughtful, Rolando.
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This is a very, very beautiful poem of love and loss, and I'm so glad that you have now republished it because it's such a pleasure to read it again and be reminded of those things that continually whisper to us from the past and keep us in a continual state of suspension: I especially love the first verse and the way it sets the whole poem up so memorably. Well done, Rolando!
"Tonight we died
and the world went on,
spinning, still, unchanging,
and you remain
sleeping beside me,
building dreams, ideas, constellations
and even after you left
with the wind whispering endings and farewells
I remained suspended,
in long, long goodbyes."
thank you very much for your comment and restack Martin. The winds of the past dominate the present, which in turn dominates the future. That's why some people find it difficult to get out of the past - because they're afraid of the future... everyone has to build a sail that allows them to dominate the winds and whispers of the people who have gone, but who are still there - because those who have been, will always be
There is definitely a new poem somewhere in that interesting reply.
I think so... i am allready trying to discover that poem
So am I.
This is so sad! I felt each line lodge in my heart as I read it.
Excellent poem. You should be proud!
Thank you so much Stanley
Emotions give off echoes, so do poems. Memories are as much a reality as Reality. To me your poem is more than beautiful; it's a bridge to a part of my life, long ago, yet still alive. It's a bridge that connects lovers – time and distance irrelevant.
your comment flls me with joy, and is a poem itself. Thank you
The poem aptly highlights the harsh yet bare reality that life goes on and never stops for anyone or due to any incident. Let us make the best use of each moment. Truly thoughtful, Rolando.
Thank you Vineet
Pleasure, Rolando.
The poem aptly highlights the harsh yet bare reality that life goes on and never stops for anyone or due to any incident. Let us make the best use of each moment. Truly thoughtful, Rolando.