the temple where i fell

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Fierce_Flawless, May 17, 2004.

  1. Fierce_Flawless

    Fierce_Flawless Hip Forums Supporter HipForums Supporter

    i do not dare to understand
    all the colours of the spectrum
    that have become you
    life without substance
    being without form
    expressive, yet empty
    the beatific disassembling
    of the house that i once wandered
    the temple where i fell
    prostrate
    in worship
    expressive and empty
    beneath a figure i could never equate
    nor understand
    there is only touch
    where there once was a hand
     
  2. know1nozme

    know1nozme High Plains Drifter

    Wow! I really love this work!!

    "there is only a touch
    where there once was a hand"

    Amazing. This one grabbed me by the throat chakra ;) .
     
  3. hi there
    this creeps with in my soul
    how you word this loneliness i felt as i read.
    to be empty to be full again what a lesson we
    have to bare.
    thank you for a lovely piece posted
    love n peace from saff
     

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