I have visions of a starry night and a flight of golden stairs that lead me to it
The chimes and the times are my prison
The winds they blow
The clouds they snow
And I am climbing with no reason
A familiar voice in my head calls out to me asking me not to quit
…
A dead cave I come across which leads me to the darkness of a darker soul
The queens and a slave open the cave
Silence deafens
Golden weapons
And I am riding along the wave
The echoes of a familiar voice inside my head is consumed by a hole
…
Where am I now?
Where do I go?
Am I trapped in this for eternity? Lost beyond recovery?
Is this a nightmare?
Am I all alone?
Someone please wake me up. I don’t want to stay asleep
Would you take my hand?
Join me in this realm?
We will find a door
Amidst the darkness
Frank Solanki 
Nice blog 🙂
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Great poem – big theme. I love the line ‘a familiar voice calls out to me in my head asking me not to quit’.
Resonates with me.
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The manifestation of your unconscious is so intriguing. Yes, your poem is an objet d’ art. Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thank you so much
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“the queens and a slave” opened it. Ha! Nice! I guess anyone can contribute to fucking things up. haha.
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Exactly
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PS: the poem I was meaning to refer to was “Alone with everybody” by Charles Bukowski. Sometimes it is fine to read but it doesn’t offer hope for feelings of darkness or depression. Yours does!
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This is amazing. It captures dark moods but with light overtones. I used to be a fan of Bukowski and loved the poem “nothing else fills” but at least this shows something more positive within the empty feelings or morose thoughts… if that is what you were trying to portray… sleepless nights or feelings of depression… that’s what I got from it, anyway. Great poem 🙂
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Thanks a lot. I must read the poem you mentioned
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Hauntingly inviting. We might meet someday on that elusive pathway….
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Hopefully. Thanks
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Beautiful poem Frank! Amazing..
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ahhh…….delete my comment,many ppl read ur blog, thn thy will read abt me and think shit….
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1. do you ever had a dream of kissing ur married friend…….is this show that you lost ur character
2. wht will u do of ur poems that are written fr smone else….do u email them all to ur ex, or u hide your folder forever……because man have a curiosity to know fr whom i had written so many lines, and if that man is going to be ur husband thn he will definitely spoil ur life fr this…
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1. No
2. Subscription mails
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leave, i cant wait for so long
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achcha can i ask one question
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Go ahead
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which book are you reading now?, something strange is going in your mind……i wonder smtym , why all these thoughts doesnt pass through my mind…….Hey Mr have you left your romantic zone or you want your readers to get confuse…..leave, whatever you are writing …..its …you can say TASTY, hi hi hi…
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Thanks. The romantic zone lasted a while. I wanted to explore other genres too
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Your first line “visions of a starry night” remind of the Van Gogh painting and Don McLeans’s song of Van Gogh. The feelings seen in that painting are brought to life in your words. Thank you for this visual.
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They inspired that line. So I’m glad it came through
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Wow😍
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Thank you
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I really enjoyed this and have beautiful images in my head
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Thank you for your comment
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Great poem, Frank. Have you given any thought to contributing the PresserPoets? I’m not sure if my other comments have gone through!
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Hadn’t heard about PresserPoets before
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Oh! Well, that’s my bad! PresserPoets is a new site that’s dedicated to writing, sharing, and having a community centered around poetry. We take guest submissions and we’d love to have you write!
Email us at presserpoets@gmail.com if you’re interested. 🙂
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Sounds good. Would love to check it out
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Awesome! The website is presserpoets.wordpress.com.
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🌟😊 wonderful
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THIS IS GREAT!!!!!FRANK YOU HAVE A GIFT!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING IT WITH US!!!!
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Thank you for your comment and encouragement
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And once again, you continue to surprise me with your great talent Frank. Keep it up, your work is brilliant.
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Thank you so much
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“Someone please wake me up. I don’t want to stay asleep…” Death is the ultimate awakening. ‘Til then, we are all “asleep.” Just sayin’
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It’s so beautiful.
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Thank you
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I really love it.
I think we all have wandered into these dark-dark places, sometimes. You captured it very well!
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Thank you
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I agree. His work always astounds me.
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Thanks again
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Lovely!
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Thank you
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Amazing poem!!
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Thank you
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Can you please follow me back?
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