The Reverenge of a Poet
The Reverenge Of A Poet
There is not harm in his lines
but no one can say he's harmless.
He stabs You in the heart
He gives You wings to fly
.. and You are lost
Your soul pierced with his word
You are lost
in his Labyrint of multiple senses,
hidden menings, comparisons,
aphorisms, archaisms
and the metaphors.
Thou shalt seek.. and ask
Thou shalt never know..
God cursed him
and this is his reverenge
to the World.
by Vera Dike
Copyright © Vera Dike | Year Posted 2017
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