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leonard daranjo
Jul 10, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

The Gift of Homelessness


I lost my way butI pressed onThrough forbidding darkness Your lovetook me home;your lovemade me homeless I mistook the fruitfor the tree;the planetsfor the force behind them I waited but the dichotomyof divisiveness,exuded a perverse madness- a debilitating senseof existentiality The shadows lengthenedlike the grandiose pillarsof ancient architecture I counted the stars- around two hundred and fifty of them

was all I could manageTheir taciturnityleft me cold,bereft of the desireto reconnect Your love,terrible though it wasand momentarilyimpoverishing too,was not a bad thing I learnednever to mistake the journeyfor the destination 

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Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

leonard … I am speachless

leonard ... I am speachless (again) you do that to me a lot lately... I simply dont have the words to tell you how much I love this one ... probably one of my favourites of yours now ... wow ... Love Jayne x x
Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

16 years 10 months ago

Leo

I truly consider this a great write!! but I have to ask about one line: "- around two hundred and fifty of them" I don't get the meaning of the number? please explain, For me maybe it should have read like this: "I counted the stars all that I could hold Their taciturnity left me cold, bereft of the desire to reconnect" But I guess the explanation, will clear it up for me, and I'll retract. I will reserve my vote for after your answer? thanks, Eddie
Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

16 years 10 months ago

Leo,

I see what you were doing with the number, but read it aloud it kind of throws everything off it's meter. I think maybe reword it with the same meaning so as to fit the rest of the meter. Just my opinion, it's your poem my friend? thanks, Eddie
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 10 months ago

Leonardo, tis a great

Leonardo, tis a great schematic you paint. "Your love, terrible though that it was"...is perfection. ;-) ~A "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." Mahatma Gandhi
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Taniaspoetry

16 years 9 months ago

the journey and the destination

Leonard A tough learning this one is - but one that each of us has to learn. I loved the depth of meaning conveyed with simplicity, the hallmark of an evolved soul. With deep respect Tania