Thoughts brought from a life, surrounded by safety.


Breaths



These breaths
these incessant movements
are constant reminders
of our excistance
as they rise above the silence
above the borders
between
life and death

I keep wondering
what the difference is
between me
and those who remains
in the cold, petrified
with their abscent hands
extended
begging for others
to feed their breaths

These incessant movements
wich constantly reminds us
of our existance




Poetry by Almaz
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Written on 2006-11-06 at 22:26

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Zoya Zaidi
Very poetic, mesmerising words, about breaths being reminders of our existance on this Earth and much more...
(((Hugs)))
love,. Zoya
2006-12-10


Amanda K
perhaps you are right, dear. i loved the compassion here.

keep it up,
2006-12-10


amandeep
hi
Almaz how r u?
you know my parents have come from mumbai.
i am vry happy.i cant tell you my excitement..........
but i am very happy
How is your family?
you are very nice sister you gave me a lot of sport.
you are very precious to me.my dear sister you helpe me in distress when i was getting bore..........
thanks
thanks
thanks
And lot more..................
YOur little brother
Aman
2006-11-30


Mukul Dahal
Indeed, breaths are something that enable us going and that make us realize that we exist. Wonderful poem, Almaz.
2006-11-07


Zoya Zaidi
Almaz, in Persian means 'diamond'!
And this gem of a poem is no less then a diamond!
((hugs for the thought provoking poem))
I also have a two lie poem, my shortest, on the same breath, called " Life and Death"... checkit out if you like...

Welcome to the bay dear Almaz!
Love,
Zoya
2006-11-07