Resurrection


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I had a penchant for adopting the thoughts

The entangled ones.
The letters rearranged themselves
To make sense of those words
Untold , unuttered. 

My desire to see the lines
In alignment with my vibes
How I wish to consort 
With my dreams …be it
Reverie or nightmare. 

The words enmeshed themselves
With my unseen dreams .
I waited , to see them born
Out of ashes , like a phoenix 
And…..poetry was formed .

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31 responses to “Resurrection

  1. With my unseen dreams .
    I waited , to see them born
    Out of ashes , like a phoenix
    And…..poetry was formed . Brilliant words Maniparna and beautifully expressed. 😀

  2. My desire to see the lines
    In alignment with my vibes
    How I wish to consort
    With my dreams …be it
    Reverie or nightmare. oh how beautiful line 🙂

  3. Yes, that is how poetry is formed! I like the idea of letters rearranging themselves. Sometimes it seems that way, doesn’t it? They find just the right way to align to form the message in words!

  4. out of the chaos of creation….of words and thoughts….poetry is born…ha….yes, just like that…creation….or as with the phoenix, recreation….

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