Quatern of Echoes

by EoB   Mar 9, 2006


We sing and the birds are silent
like stars do we lighten the world.
With dreams of a frozen heaven,
we worship the echo of tears.

No wonder the angels tremble,
we sing and the birds are silent.
The saints are shamed as they view us,
transient and free, like the wind.

Even their God will embrace us,
our aims concealed by the night.
We sing and the birds are silent,
tonight will they not dare to fly.

When every kiss have turned hollow,
why then do we still place the taste?
Careless of all that surround us,
we sing and the birds are silent

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  • 18 years ago

    by Lovely Bones

    Wow that's amazing.

  • 18 years ago

    by Psymon

    This is an amazing poem Enslavement of Beauty, love it.

    love and light

  • 18 years ago

    by DiscoBore234

    I loved it. Great job, I read a post and someone sed you were one of the top three poets on this site. So i figured I check it out, and I like!

  • 18 years ago

    by Marjan

    I thought I just throw my idea on this poem. now, lemme see. I like this poem but then again I always have this problem of explaining why I like a poem. I liked the way you repeated a sentence for 4 times. and I think the best part of this poem that is really poetic is the first stanza. I liked that part that you wrote "frozen heaven" and"echo of tears".
    take care,
    marjan

  • 18 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Fantastic work EOB, loved it!!! Great job on the Quatern. I like what I'm seeing so far.

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