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Anca Mihaela Bruma Poem
When our stories bled together
Eternity nodded gleefully
unfolding our broken grounds,
howling voids and lost alliterations…
My perfect imperfections
slipped down at my feet,
this intoxicated Existence
mended my subdued Heart
in spasmodic recurrences…
I have been seeking for You
Inside millennial dips of wisdom!...
I am distressed by my absent impressions
expressed by restored discourses
along my winterish hallucinatory midnights
When our stories bled together
I woke up from this Ancient grey longing
and edgeless Time frames,
spring-flowers blasted in echoed reverberations…
Yet!... the World demanded an answer!
A cross-examined petition of my agonized paroxysms,
no appeals… neither claims over its utilitarian ultimatums!
A plea… with no supplications and beseeched adjurations…
Together!...
We bled our histories
with hypnotic accents and saffron reminders
about the World’s triviality and consistent frivolity!
(Anca Mihaela Bruma, 28th January 2016)
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Copyright © Anca Mihaela Bruma | Year Posted 2016
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Anca Mihaela Bruma Poem
Cathartic Eclipse
I witnessed the death of the universe…
Tumbling, crushing, spinning
in the maddening chaos
of the spiral Time!
Eternity… ceased to exist,
Time… was no more,
my soul ripped asunder
the stars… show no more!
Pleading internally
I succumb my farewells,
emptied my concavities,
ashes of solitude reminded me
of quixotic moments
dismissed involuntarily
you were oblivious to my presence
gazing emptily a brimming space,
surreality became my twisted fate
and no transition left for immortality!
My world is hushed
And I crave for volumes of light
in this glaring darkness of hope
succumbing throes
of cacophonous silence
cocooned in webs of deceit
awaiting the promised resurrection.
In these nights of forgetfulness
my poetry still bleeds inside me
in this realm there is an aeonic distance
between my Soul… and your Heart!...
Copyright © Anca Mihaela Bruma | Year Posted 2015
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