Something beautiful

There is a sigh within my sentences

And a line I have to cross

A light strokes my table to

Escape the morning rush

And to grieve for the loss of

Something beautiful

 

It escapes me every now and then

Between these timid fingers

Like snowflakes during winter

Melts in the palm of a hand

I cannot seem to grasp

What I am not thought

To understand

 

But it was

Yet came to be

For mortal  eyes   only

 Something  beautiful   that    escaped     me

Reviews

[Michelle N. H.]

This is such a realisation, that often comes on early mornings... how many times, we feel so rushed, and yearn for a moment of peace, and rest, and awareness... and most of all balance the (three)... ;)

I love it how you richly speak in metaphor, and compare this feeling to snow, that falls on the palm of your hands, for there it melts, and it becomes one, with your skin, as the feeling does fades away, or will "be accepted".

Your ending, is so trancient, impermanent, and ellusive, it's that "precisely" that you can bring over so well with your gifted pen, my sweet Sis. A real beautiful piece of felt poetry here... Lovely! -x-

- Elisitta :)

[Michelle N. H.]

You always walk your own unique path when it comes to the reviews you give, not to mention the poetry you write. I love that.. Thank you, Elisitta, for your beautiful perspective ^^

You are very welcome ^^ I love to live here, and feel your poetry! It brings so many new perspectives, and it shows, how beautifully unique you are. :) -x-

[Michelle N. H.]

So does your poetry. It truly inspires, hence your comments here encourage me to keep on x

You should never stop writing... for you truly have a gift... and can reach out, branch out, to those who will understand, it's beautiful, what you do... :)

[NeiL ArandA]

I could not comprehend these lines and thoughts or perhaps this piece is way ahead of my time . When everything is ripe and ready on my side perhaps me as well may let something so beautiful escape and never again to return .

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is like a thought that melts before it can hit paper...something we almost grasp but can't---something so beautiful, but it doesn't belong to us...and is taken away before the poet can understand it enough to write it.

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you for penning this comment. You state what I wanted to express :)

[Chris]

I don't think much COULD escape you - unless you let it.

[Michelle N. H.]

I don't agree. You can have an idea and quickly fail to remember it. That's an escape to me, a fleeing thought.

[Chris]

what we view - see - think - perceive... are different things. I don't know that what we "forget" has ever escaped... I would tend to believe it more as "lost".

[Michelle N. H.]

Alright, Chris.

[Anand Sehgal]

sense of losing valuables will always be there. Only thing that must not be lost is the hope.

[Michelle N. H.]

That's true enough. It's nice having you stop by, Anand.

[Anand Sehgal]

my pleasure dear :)

[Neon]

I cannot seem to grasp
What I am not thought
To understand

But it was
Yet came to be
For mortal eyes only
Something beautiful that escaped me

This stanza's very marvelously penned. I enjoyed this and i liked the tune of the phrase, the theme, the expression everything's beautiful as same as you .. Nice choice of words.

Keep on!
OMG! I think i should have to give you 100/100 because you've touched mah heart once again by your beautiful words.

[Michelle N. H.]

Aw, I'm so pleased.. Thanks a bunch!

[Neon]

The pleasure is always mine but if your really so pleased then can you give me your few hugs from your bunch of thanks if you don't mind because "Neon" loves when angels hugs' "Neon" ???

[Michelle N. H.]

I'm not an angel though, sorry to say my hugs wouldn't have the same effect.

[Neon]

Ah!
Oh No! I've missed the chance!

But, hey i don'd wanna miss that chance of your hug so, if you don't mind would ya give me your hugs??

[Michelle N. H.]

You're too funny. Here's a written hug. Have a pleasant day, mate.

[Neon]

OMG! OMG!
Is it real???
I've got an angel's hug .. no no ..i meant i've got "Michelle's" nice hug! WOW! WOW! AOW!
Thanks for giving me your hug, it made me warm because it's cold here and i really needed your hug so, thanks allot my dear friend for your hug. Your warm hug really made me warm!

OMG! I hope you won't burn into fire because your hug is really warm in this coldy season!
Anyway, thanks for the hug, pretty.

[Michelle N. H.]

lol, haha.. I think I'll be just fine. You take care.

[Neon]

lol, this time you make me smile!
Well, don't worry, we'll both take care of us cause, I think, i've also got much fire too as you got so ... so, hope we both'd be take care of each other cause I don't want anybody to get burnt before the fire! lol Howsoever, I love seeing angels get burnt by into the fire of "Neon!" So, "Prettiest, the most beautiful Miss Universe, let your wide wild white wings go open n fly up as an angel over the heads of "Cute Devils" (as Neon) to let 'em know how fragrant soul you are in the world in a a suite of a Princess of the world n how you make the world beautiful with your all scented scents which makes the devils mind intoxicated in the world!

[Raymond Federle]

*sigh* That's so nice. Makes me think of bitter sweet memories of what was and is. Good work! :)

[Michelle N. H.]

I'm delighted. Thank you, Raymond :)

[Christoph]

The snowflake metaphor is perfect here and brought a number of things to mind for me right away. I might run with that in a whole other direction, and I'll probably ruin it, but what you've done here is expressed flawlessly.

[Michelle N. H.]

I treasure that, thank you.

[R. L. Hill]

This is a stunning work of poetry. "I cannot seem to grasp/What I am not thought/To understand."

[Michelle N. H.]

Thank you, Quirklet! I appreciate it.

[Joiedevivre]

reading this i really felt that sigh in your sentences crossing the lines, very well done!

[Michelle N. H.]

Cool :) That's all one wants, to have someone feel what you are trying to convey. Thanks!