Almost blue...

Dreamlight…

I keep on chasing you through time.

My whimsical delight.

Sinfully divine.

 

Was it ever real -

The speed of infinity?

Baiting with this thrill

And some healthy looking affinity.

 

And how can it be sweet,

The sour sound of melancholy?

A deceit so discrete,

Yet such a beloved folly.

 

What can I do except put on a smile,

To make up for the feelings I’m so devoid of….

I’ll hold on to these trains of thought;

                      

Meanwhile,

Let the poets handle love.

Author's Note

Reviews

[A.G.]

Beautiful poem Ana :) lovely and smooth flow. great song btw :D, I love their music. I really enjoyed it. thanks for sharing.
-Angelina

[Ana B.]

Thank you, Angelina. I discovered this band very recently and I love it :)

[Chris Shaw]

An optimistic outlook for what may come. A mature outlook I would say. Nicely penned Ana

Chris

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the warm words Chris :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The poet love the words and the books more than love. Great writers fall into books. Poet's keep the memory of love alive in words. The questions of love. All of us, must find our answer to this question. Thank you Ana for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Ana B.]

True words. Thank you very much, John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Ana.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

not all poets handle love as well as you do, Ana.
I believed in love once....many times actually...and now...even though it feels as a dream...i still carry that whimsical delight in my heart.

[Ana B.]

why thank you Jacob. I believe in love, well more of the idea of love to be precise.....like the sun that burns everything that comes to close, it's dangerous to be consumed by it....

[Rye]

This is so wonderful, it's emotional and deep.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Ryanna :)