Helpers

Come, sweet Tenderness, and fold my satin dreams

That lay scattered on my bed of smoke

And gently wipe away my autumn tears

That my small memory unknowingly awoke.

 

Come, gentle Night, and help me cross your heights

With the moon as your palatine of lost whispers…

And shadows as your ghostly knights

And the dripping stars as your secluded sisters…

 

Come, beloved Longing, and help me suicide a smile

As I hold my hands against the sky.

It will get better, but it might take a while

Got so many doubts to crucify…

 

Come, dear Fondness, and help me find

A beautiful mess of words

That will tame this heart so wild

That’s chasing after mythical rewards…

 

Come, darling Peace, and teach me how to swim

In this sea of love so false…

Maybe I will escape this orb so grim

But oh, this sea doesn’t want to show the shores.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Rassoul]

Such a great and an emotional poem, I really loved it.

Great work, Ana.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Rassoul :)

[Abhishek Asthana]

An emotional write... so nicely written... just loved it,,, read it twice... great work Ana

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much :)

[Nora]

The Last 4 line ❤❤ i am in love with them 😙 great emotional poem 😊

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Especially love the first verse I loved the whole poem your style is beautiful

[Ana B.]

Thank you :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"Come, dear Fondness, and help me find
A beautiful mess of words
That will tame this heart so wild
That’s chasing after mythical rewards…"

These are some lovely expressions you use here, Ana. Love the "suicide a smile" phrase too :)

[Ana B.]

Thank you sweet Yumna :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

you're welcome, Ana :)

[WoodenChair]

so deep, so beautiful

As i read this i can feel the emotion, i feel trapped, i feel as if i long for so much more, for something else, something else i can only see in others but it's that something that i desperately desire...

this is why i love poetry

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for the beautiful words :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the personification in this...and especially the use of "suicide" as a verb...

the longing here is palpable in the words you use.
j.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for stopping by, Jacob.