soul substance


 

The soul awakes its chamber with a pulse,

Life charges forth, armour shielding soft hearts,

Emotion sheds the cruel sting of flesh

Substance suspended momentarily

On thought patterns traced on the atmosphere.

Ideals wane, clashing against limits

Conscience procures conflicts of opposites

Justice, freedom; imprisoned by beings

 

The mirror throws a shadow in the light,

Reality merges with its other.

The clock moves forwards, but Time has no guide

Life has no measure, age is man’s form

God gives us one hope for soul survival

Is only truly possible with love

 

England. Lower sixth form {high school} English literature Shakespeare class. Assignment: write a poem in iambic pentameter. First poem ever written & shared.

Dedicated to my father who continually looks over me {as he promised before he left this earth} with love & the deepest gratitude for the gift of life and his love.

love,

Premakarini x

 

 

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  1. Tom Ross says:

    Premakarini,

    How could someone so young have written something so beautiful and amazing? You were born an artist, surely.

    The poem stunning. The message to your father so touching.

    Thank you for sharing this.

    Tom

  2. Premakarini says:

    Thank you so, Tom 😉 Its good to see you

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2 Responses to soul substance

  1. Tom Ross says:

    Premakarini,

    How could someone so young have written something so beautiful and amazing? You were born an artist, surely.

    The poem stunning. The message to your father so touching.

    Thank you for sharing this.

    Tom

  2. Premakarini says:

    Thank you so, Tom 😉 Its good to see you