Sing

sing of love at noon,
of wind tugging hands,
of bangles cast on sands,
of time reaching.

sing of beauty in pleasure,
of dance in escape,
of wings against pane,
of sails tasting surf.

sing of suffering in solitude,
of absence in memories,
of youth & flagrant desires,
of goodbyes & bitter taste.

sing of life & affairs,
of taking & giving,
of worship & misery,
of ablution & sin.

sing of off planet,
solar system off tangent,
milky way careening towards destiny,
ship hurtling towards god.

sing of spirit,
of soul,
of broken down mind wandering,
debris on tongue.

sing of body & want,
of hunger to remain,
running & running,
of thirst for pain.

sing of among dandelions,
stream at feet,
corner under tree,
of carving into rock.

sing of stories under moon,
of heroes who did not bend,
of cities that died,
of villains who proved true.

sing.


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They said when you sing, you are taking your Sorrows away, singing is a kind of attitude that makes your heart healthy and joyful.
This is a very interesting poem, thank you for sharing 🤗

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The power this piece holds is worth singing about and so sing I shall!

It is the love at noon,
The dancing in escape,
The suffering in solitude,
Singing for the spirit and the soul,
The broken mind wandering,
And the debris on the tongue
Plus the thirst for pain
For me.

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Very nice poem, whenever I can I sing because it helps me to relieve laziness, and it is therapeutic for me, a hug and what a great poem.

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You basically just summarized life! Really nice poem. Wonderful. I'm learning a thing or two. Lol💕😂

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