11-17-2014, 02:25 AM
(09-23-2014, 03:49 AM)Mwaba don Wrote: Solemnly so, one finds oneself to be,I assume that you (either intentionally or not) aimed for a level of complexity in your poem that failed to execute with your clumsy use of language. This can be fixed by some dropping repetitive and redundant words throughout the piece, and expressing your subject matter boldly and concisely. I didn't like the evolution of insight you displayed about the topic in the opening lines of stanzas. It didn't give the poem any impact, and reduced any semblance of lyric and melody. Sadly, the flow of the poem needs a lot of work. Continue striving.
in a state of being for a longtime in loneliness,
a Solitariness born of emptiness
In search of a longing so deep, love!
Love, it lays hidden in illusionary spaces
confined in vehemence in wait to be brought out,
what better way to put it?
Love is Work!
Truly all love is work,
for all work moves forces
in collisions of agreements or disagreements
but out of it all, understanding.
Understanding! A great delight,
peace and awareness dwell in it
and in its awareness, pathways
to fulfillment of ones desires.
Certainly, all Work is Love
for one can work towards ones joys,
thus, when we work we make love,
for the fruit of it is Joy.
Truly, all love is work,
surely one must meditate on love, which is work,
and through patience,
surely something will happen!
Azure
cliche my forte

