Lost To Be Alive

Lost To Be Alive ballad

Photo by DanBrady


Like the cold old mountains
And the sorrowful seas
Are there, forever,
Immobile; souls and minds.
I’m lost,
Patiently lost.

Like the tender fairy wind,
Comes with such magnificent swift.
Like the roaring river
To be absorbed into the lover’s arms.
I’m lost,
Excitedly lost.

Like the morning purple sun,
And the birds singing, of their homes.
Like the twilight of the setting sun
And the birds flapping back in flocks,
I’m lost,
In honesty, I’m lost.

Like the evaporating water
And the clouds that rain,
Like the changing seasons,
Like the eternal foreplays
Of nights and days,
I’m lost,
Perpetually lost.

In the depth of mother’s eyes;
Like the genesis of time.
In the touch of lover;
Like the revival of the dead.
I’m lost,
Beautifully lost.

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

2 Comments on "Lost To Be Alive"

Notify of
avatar
Sort by:   newest | oldest
Aloke
Member

We are also lost in the beauty of the poem. Excellent. Passion and imagery go hand in hand. Stunning !

wpDiscuz

There Be Monsters

There Be Monsters prose poem

We who are born in our minuscule cradle in the cosmos see monsters. We see monsters in our cradle having been born with us. We see monsters coming at us from below. We see monsters in the great beyond. We

I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive.

I Plead, I Just Want To Feel Alive. long poem

Sometimes, I just want to fly away and sit by a coast dotted with tiny creeks and gaze at the pebbles sleeping peacefully at the bottom of the stream while drenching my feet in water as pure as an infant.

Lost Someone Special

Lost Someone Special long poem

This is about someone special Someone so special that any special person could be to anyone And sharing with you about this special person Makes me feel special too I look back to the times I spent with him Where

O Girls, O Women, Be Aware

O Girls, O Women,  Be Aware short poem

O Girls, O Women, Be Aware Mental Perverts are roaming everywhere , here and there, Their Outer Appearance resembles like a human being, but they are far from human and most WILDER then Wild Animals. So it makes most difficult

A Sanctuary For Lost Love

A Sanctuary For Lost Love long poem

It has been one year since you died my precious Jasmine Ever since losing you i haven’t been the same The sky high ambition i once had has been doused in cold water The wings i use to spread so