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They never dissipate in the silvery melody, nor drown out in cacophonous dissonance.
Never do they thaw away in the aureate sunbeam, nor fade into the crepuscular gloom.
Searing Inferno with the galloping flames graze them not, undefiled they remain in the hellish ferocity.
Raining fire dare not shower its wrath, nor do the icy embrace freeze them numb.
Hovering like a nebulous pall, not too near, yet not as far, they are the guises of invisibly visible blues.
Amorphous and nebulous, weightless they feel, yet burdened by the splendor of solitude.
Like a cobweb spun from crispy yarn, dyed in the bluish twilight, crisscrossing the wavy, shimmering incantations,
the glassy teardrops trapped inside bring a salty tang of the warm sea breeze.
Unbounded, hazy, they seem to the bare inner eye as subtle blends of blues and purples, their rapturous ecstasy heard as muffled whispers,
sudden epiphanies to a half-empty soul, draining and leaching into oblivion.
They are the ‘blue whisperers’, the inescapable notes of woe, unseen, unbidden, artful seductresses, from the dark voids of the back of beyond.
In the green vales and mystic dells, where a distant skylark trill dithyrambic odes,
when the solemn dun twilight cast tranquil grey dapples,
that caper to the mellow strains of the breeze,
they lurk in the mournful blue shade of simpering aspens,
trembling leaves of which coquet with the lusty gusts of a sultry summer.
On misty azure mornings, they dawdle over sullen, sleepy rivers and placid lakes,
where all the leaden grief from the heavens above,
pour into the veins of the earth as rivulets of ashen-shrouded ember from the hearth.
Soaking up the plaintive sighs of the snowbird,
they snuggle up to the canary yellow dawn,
subtly darning a wispy bluish-lilac on the distant horizon,
elegiac laments of eons, petrified as passionate lilac gloom in the flaming Baltic amber.
Great dissemblers of shade, callous illusionists in disguise,
damsels, bleeding hues of blue as they whirl around,
tinting monotone indigo on the spring canvas,
crystallizing the dreams of angels in static sapphire,
tainting the hearts brimmed with honeydew in chalices of cyan,
ensnaring glints of desire in splintered moonstone,
they whisper in tones of blue in a hushed voice,
dissonant echoes of which weave an eerie silence, a hollow tranquil, bare bleakness, and cold emptiness,
in the guise of bewitching enchantresses.
They are the ‘blue whisperers’ from the back of beyond.
So lyrical, just lovely imagery.
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Thank you, Libre Paley 🙂
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The blue whisper can erupt with such intensity. Changing hues and moods create a riot of emotions. Well penned!
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Thank you Amitav 🙂
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Mind blowing
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Thanks Rajani 🙂
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Lovely piece of writing!❤
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Thank you for your nice words… 🙂
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A pleasure Deepa💕💙💕
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Nicely penned😇
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Thank you 🙂
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lovely visual weaved thru captivating choice of words Deepa- enjoyed it!!!
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Thank you for reading and appreciating, Rupa. I feel so glad that you enjoyed it. 🙂
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Beautifully penned!
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Thank you, friend 🙂
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I love these line 🙂
In the green vales and mystic dells, where a distant skylark trill dithyrambic odes,
when the solemn dun twilight cast tranquil grey dapples,
that caper to the mellow strains of the breeze,
they lurk in the mournful blue shade of simpering aspens,
trembling leaves of which coquet with the lusty gusts of a sultry summer.
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Thank you for reading and appreciating. So happy that you enjoyed these lines. 🙂
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Now that is what we call some serious poetry, with profound nuances. Loved it.
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Thank you, Balroop, for reading and appreciating. So inspiring for me! 🙂
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Beautifully penned, great imagery!😊
Yonnie💜
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Thank you, Yonnie, for reading and appreciating. 🙂
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You are certainly welcome, the pleasure was all mine! 🌸
Yonnie💜
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This is so beautiful, Deepa, and also so full of understanding of the elements of living. Thank you for this. I loved the art too!
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Hi Anne, how are you doing? How is your health? Thank you for reading and I loved your response. So glad that you liked the poem and the photo 🙂
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Full of literary enlightenment
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Thank you for reading and appreciating, friend. 🙂
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…A colourful lyrics of dark thematic, so obscure and thrilling, mind-blowing ecstasy of whole new poetical dictionary…
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Thank you, Ianus for your time.. In spite of the busy schedule, you have taken so much time to read and respond to all the posts, which means a lot for me.
I am a physician and never gets enough time to sometimes even check my blog. And I know how busy others could be.
Appreciating your sincere response, once again. 🙂
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There is not such thing as spending your time useless in reading good texts, watching good movies or listening to good music.
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