at the back of the ruins
lay the debris of unaccounted tales
of life spent in serious discussions
and mirthful wines
the sunken eyes betray
a world of never-haves
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"Poetry often takes us to strange places – to feelings and actions that are hard to express except through the medium of a poem. To the “liminal,” in other words – a place or sensation that exists at or on both sides of a boundary or threshold, neither one thing or the other, but something betwixt and between."
The image is just the starting point. Day 4 was to be inspired by a photograph of SpaceLiminalBot and they do have an amazing collection of odd-eerie images. It was difficult to choose one from the many I saw there. And finally rested on this one.
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PS : Poem posted as part of the 30 day poetry challenge for the month of April NaPoWriMo2021 You can click on the Napowrimo tag to look at my earlier posts.
You're right about the difficulty of choosing a picture. It tired me out too so I just chose the one suggested by them. I enjoyed your poem on the image. Your poem reminded me of one of the characters in Khaled Hossein's novel - A thousand splendid suns'. Well Done!
Beautiful lines... Every word made me pause and ruminate.... And what about the accounted tales... Even they do end up one day along with the unaccounted ones.. Don't they :)
Just loved it, Deepa
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