Liska Rial Eman
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A collabration with the Lovely LivDE, background flower photo by me, the rest of the image and poem by her. Be sure to check out her lovely work! www.flickr.com/photos/8416695@N02/
The Island
I’d love to be an island:
Alone on my way through the universe
See nothing, think nothing, feel nothing…
I’d fly through the space
In a vacuum – in the dark…
No breath – no life…
No fainting, no anger
No desire, no despair
No guilt, no regret.
But also:
No love, no compassion,
No heart, no soul…
Empty, burnt out…
This is how I feel sometimes
In the night
Alone on my island…
From afar I see
The stars
They carry:
My thoughts, my feelings
My helplessness, my anger
My hope, my love
A far away light…
But everybody can see them
At night:
My yearning, my ache,
My asking, my entreaty…
Open, without shame…
Sometimes
I’d wish myself
On that island…
… with you.
© livDE
766082399_cda2c125fa
A collabration with the Lovely LivDE, background flower photo by me, the rest of the image and poem by her. Be sure to check out her lovely work! www.flickr.com/photos/8416695@N02/
The Island
I’d love to be an island:
Alone on my way through the universe
See nothing, think nothing, feel nothing…
I’d fly through the space
In a vacuum – in the dark…
No breath – no life…
No fainting, no anger
No desire, no despair
No guilt, no regret.
But also:
No love, no compassion,
No heart, no soul…
Empty, burnt out…
This is how I feel sometimes
In the night
Alone on my island…
From afar I see
The stars
They carry:
My thoughts, my feelings
My helplessness, my anger
My hope, my love
A far away light…
But everybody can see them
At night:
My yearning, my ache,
My asking, my entreaty…
Open, without shame…
Sometimes
I’d wish myself
On that island…
… with you.
© livDE