Below is the poem entitled Absence which was written by poet
Bocsa. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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December’s Time of mourning and joy in Europe
Crossing the red gates, bridges, towers and walls,
It slips on the slippery velvet revolutions` slope.
Candles burned, rolled, stopped extinguished by wind
The crying of lambs and cynical lights shot, shouted, and cried;
Wolves changed the hair with season, fortress and bind.
Then, it snowed a lot, and there was a white flood
At the other side of the crying of Lot: orange, green or blue
Covered the slaughter house and the hot blood;
Miners, archeologists of inner conscience sleep in the old library;
A bell tolls with sounds, tones and other colors a new history;
Festive lights, martyrs and candles lie around sanctuary…
Temptation of good everywhere in the world
In hiding place, absence of good may grow:
Collect infinite goods sharpen new swords.
In Plato`s cave, the fire still burns spreading strange shapes:
Angels and keepers of flame, finding harmony in agony
Freed handcuffs of tyranny, liberty`s monsters like grapes…
Absence of empathy, mercy and shame sums history`s irony.
Surat Al-`Asr ( 103)
The Declining Day…
Know 1Corinth13:4-13;1John4:8-16 ?