the Mangled Life

[Avalive]

Yet I am not dead
Only my life is in your mangle

Yet I am not dead
Still my lungs tremble
If I die near a temple
Would my soul covertly ramble

Yet I am not dead
Still I intonate with ancient Sappho
If I fall at time's feet
Would my body ashamely beg

Yet I am not dead
Once we were in the same rabble
If I send my farewell
Would you come to see me off

Yet I am not dead
Only my body isn't in my trashy robe
If I try to light a candle
Would you come and find my girdle

Yet I am still alive
Only my life is still in your mangle

[happyjing365]

no, I'm alive
I can still smell the flowers
the sun still shines

no, I'm alive
the sunflowers bloom once again
the fragrance dances slightly

no, I'm alive
my room is being poured with sunlight
my water resouce has never been cut off

yes, I'm alive
still in God I believe
to believe
love and care is all I can give

[amuse]

oh, Avalive, this is so sad and beautiful.

[Bongitybongbong]

Yet I am not dead
Still I intonate with ancient Sappho
If I fall at time's feet
Would my body ashamely beg

Wow this stanza was amazingly deep. Your poem is magnificent.

[Avalive]

Haven't been able to get on here for days. Thank you all for reading it.

Peace

[bloggod]

i like! have to read it again.

[Helga]

Great avalive, I loved it. Beautiful.

[bloggod]

i'd change the title....i really like certain lines and yer loose wordbirth. see, i DID read it again.