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Angels In Black

I'm falling out of love with you. I can't keep going the way it was aslant the axis of your life. From now on we're getting distant, following along the timeline till the relativity of spaces, the euclideanity of times and rhymes abate the pain of fall, of out, of love, of with you, if at all. Angels in black are crying down on us from heaven. Angels, don't make such a fuss about us. You are immortal, though, you do not know what the mortals know: what is below is like that what's above. When love has gone, we go away with love.

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 4/26/2019 5:32:00 AM

"angels in black" is such a terrific concept! I am pondering why it had never entered my dendrite pool before this poem. Amazing imagination, my friend. Love this one!

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/26/2019 6:02:00 AM

Thank you, Caren)

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 4/25/2019 6:46:00 PM

There comes a time when we need to see the logic of realising that for our own good we must part when the bond of love has vanished and we are just going through the motions. This is my understanding of your poem Kurt. I could be completely wrong, but this is my feeling. If this is the case, I completely agree. Simplify it for me, will you? : )

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/25/2019 11:49:00 PM

A reader is as important element of poetry as a writer, ergo, he has the right to his own interpretation. Literature is subjective. That's why we love it, isn't it?)

Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/25/2019 12:34:00 PM

Remarkable ending couplet, (angels be damned)… Well-done. ~ Gershon

Kurt Ravidas
Date: 4/25/2019 5:42:00 PM

Thanks, Wolf)