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Teeth as white as shiny pearls
cutting off her rambling words

and the lips of plummish prune
tightened in denial soon

heavy curls float down her spine
they will fall at any time

and the spinning inner worlds
that her eyes might well reveal
- being told though to conceal
in the rivers of her veins

oh, the dancer's slender limbs
full of grace
have long been trimmed
and the joy of movement dimmed
as the legs and arms are bound
and the feet may tap no sound

but hear, dear:

how her cries shape echoes in YOUR ear
and an answer might be near:

I'm the wild one, he's the fighter
I'm the poem and he's the writer
forms my body through his soul
he's the mason, I'm the mold
being told

with the utmost indignation
after countless violations
I implore thee
set these words free
sing me, move me
save me now
before I change
my tune!
Anonymous
:respect:
Anonymous
Utrolig og gratulerer Masha!
Jeg må nok ha litt mer tid før jeg tør kommentere mer på dette..
Sensis [Crawler]
"A woman is a mystery
that can guide
the wise and open man".


RUMI.

ailo
Anonymous
Fantastisk flott  :eusa_clap:  :eusa_clap:  :eusa_clap:
Siv
GjenopprettetMedlem
Mystery eller misery???
GjenopprettetMedlem
A woman in misery usually don`t guide  or open wise nor unwise men? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?


Masha,det var et av dei bedre dikta her inne.                     Frå min ståstad.
AdsBot [Google]
:eusa_clap: Fabelaktig fint dikt som flyter Masha!
Og gratulerer!! Venter på fortsettelsen  ;D >:(
Anonymous
en fortsettelse, Liljee?


MAYBE: HOLY TRINITY

In the land of inbetween
scattered words remained unseen
as the mist of endless meaning
tuned the winds of silent dreaming

but the atoms of the scenery
were adrift with lasting memories
and the scrambled parts assembled
to surprising entitiy:
the ghost of femininity

from the zone of inbetween
ent'ring by a door unseen
the spirit took possession
of the poets body
as HIS soul
reversing roles

so close
to harmony this unity
as she now guides
his pen in dignity
the words flow free and mild
resulting in a poem
they call - their child



Written in deep gratitude to the readers who heard her.
GjenopprettetMedlem
Du skriver så vakkert Masha  :wub:

ordene rører meg virkelig ...

Takk .
GjenopprettetMedlem
Rett og slett vakkert..... :eusa_clap: :wub:
AdsBot [Google]
Ja, det er vakkert vakkert vakkert :wub:
Anonymous
Masha, helt fantastisk nydelig! :eusa_clap: :eusa_clap: :eusa_clap:

:respect: :respect: :respect:
Anonymous
Takk til dere for fine tilbakemeldinger! De betyr mye siden det faktisk kostet mot å legge inn diktet.
SEO Crawler
jeg stemmer i!

  :beer:  :beer:    :beer:

  :respect:
Anonymous
Dette er så nydelig, Masha!
Jeg er ikke så veldig hyppjen på å lese engelske tekster
men dette fenget også meg.
Hold motet oppe and let it flow! :wub:
Anonymous
In deep gratitude to the poet.

creating an ambience in my mind
where the poets words open vistas
into something I cannot fully grasp

riddled by glimpses of the mystery reveiled
beneath these transparent veils of words
I sense the truth of beauty


gro
SEO Crawler
the duty of beauty