Emptiness - Soul Hunt

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Written: April 27, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Seraphic, sibilant wisdom, a grace-gorged vista, nestled amidst pristine propinquity verdant grass & violet hues hiding, unbeknownst to an abyss, that felicitous elixirs flow into. Limitless lines linger in an empathetic man Full of cerebral cracks dazzling discomfort his spirit dwindles. Causing chaos & confusion self-pollination with drugs utterly devoted to a process of cholinergic stimulation, rattling of acetylcholine yet his mind is hampered & seeking humectation from arena of agony, avoid claustrophobic corridors. stay out of enclosed spaces peacock plumes bloom eagerly swallowed momentum whiplash, bestowed slight injury. crises collide, coiled. he pleads and begs. Oh, Lord, will you reveal? Spasms of shimmering shades whilst malevolent masterworks a world of ubiquitous meanings slashes of scarlet silver satin sly and strange souls sway songs emotions eradicated still, verse-wired wings linger. ecstatic to write for roots of life a tempest smolders in his eyes. Amid iffy weather he was tethered. by white-feather streams, he may still tumble. scrawl and the squall, yet, his endeavor stood tall. It destroys his soul. It's a triumph of mind & a direct path to his heart. Seraphim, his cosmic hosts, the pinnacle of a cosmic sphere. It is now a conundrum, a middle that's humdrum tangled and untamed he views himself as a parody disarray placed him in jeopardy giving him no remedy until the threshold a tainted soul blew into a threnody all rest is vapid. an occult core covered squalidly his heart sings a poetic melody his spirituality is dwindling? I soar to heights unknown concealed within heaven with angels grasping at emotion I recognize the reason I inhale the scent of juniper and unleash unforeseen wonders as nature's mystique unfolds, I can't prevail over such odds over a beckoning angel a figure with a scythe sightless and grim shivering, lost in despair my love whispers yet my craving remains unfulfilled words consume me incessantly swiftly approach lost in the depth lessons elude me Lord, retain me anchored I still detect the white. yet, feathers are stained with blood.

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Sally Eslinger

Date: 5/4/2024 10:31:00 AM

Sotto! Wow! What a scene envisioned &as written shared! Y fave lines & imagery “simm ering…….tempest in his eyes” sure glad his soul found fill. I had to blow the dust off my disctionary for this one, which is hard to do when it’s Google Dictionary haha ((that was a joke 8-‘ )) A masterwork. Opus magnum

Susan Ashley

Date: 4/30/2024 11:21:00 AM

Dear Lasaad, the depth and breadth of your amazing imagery takes me into a rich tapestry woven with your golden ink of mixed emotions, despair, and soul-searching for lessons to fill the empty space. A sumptuous, emotive, evocative piece. Congratulations for your win in Brian's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 4/28/2024 5:29:00 AM

the level of your vocabulary lifted this spiritual poem and carried its message to its hopeful, uplifting ending. Your poem explores emotional depths via your outstanding imagery. I especially liked this verse: I soar to heights unknown concealed within heaven with angels grasping at emotion... wonders as nature's mystique unfolds, My comments really don't do your poem justice. Just know I found it captivating; it touched my soul. your poetess friend in Texas, Sara

Vijay Pandit

Date: 4/28/2024 4:54:00 AM

Dwelling in emptiness, yet meaningful words that search depths of emotions and life. Finely choregraphed poem, my friend.

Hilda Greenhough

Date: 4/27/2024 11:38:00 PM

The title is so good for this poem. The beseechment at the end gives hope. I like the spirituality of the verse. Beautiful poem.