Vanishing away

Suppose my thoughts no more a disarray.
Walk, dark my feet away once, twice, again.
those voices will likely bring me dismay
from digging deeper tombs I can’t abstain.

Taking a step into a gaze that strays
with flowers sitting, kisses on the lips.
A lethal kiss can make a death remain
a walk so lovely in a thought amiss.

Living day a day without regrets
forgetting, kiss the lips and think to stay
to catch the kisses falling from the bliss
and catch the wisps befalling, a dark day.

If sitting, thinking, kissing at death’s gate
there one could simply vanish a few days.

 

ohhhhhhhhh April, I'm always surprise the way you can write just a few lines and at the end: make an excellent and brilliant poem.
I like very much the description of your poem. I can always see images in my head, all the kisses, all the gates.
hugs for you and congratulations.
Pemb winter

 

Pem,

You never fail to leave a smile on my face..Your happiness is truly contagious.
I love reading your comments --thank you.

A huge hug.

 

Emotionally charged poem, with a great ending. A pleasure to read, thnx for sharing.

 

You are most welcome -emotions are an eternal downfall for some of us. For me, impossible to write without them : )

Thank you so much for the honor of your distinguished visit.

 

(Vows)
I liked this poem so much!! I felt a special essence coming from inside. On every line.
A placer, Lady.
Regards, glory and stars for you.

 

Thank you so much for reading, for the stars D347H (someday I will figure out what that stands for)