"Neither heavens nor skies,
will be ever like your eyes."
This poem was bitter sweet. Sweet in it's lovely descriptions of your muse and those wistful waves of emotion that batter the mind and heart. But bitter in it's self awareness, it's knowledge that what is past, is fading fast and before long will be out of grasp. There's also a certain stubbornness in the text, that unwillingness to let go despite the pain it causes. It tugs on the heartstrings, provokes compassion and empathy. This poem had a strong emotional core and a touch of desperation with the realization that death doesn't wait, but approaches without stutter or stumble, sure footed and assertively drawing ever nearer.
This poem got me thinking on a few different emotional fronts. I used the word already, but it was provocative. Nicely done! Thank you for sharing:)
"Neither heavens nor skies,
will be ever like your eyes."
This poem was bitter sweet. Sweet in it's lovely descriptions of your muse and those wistful waves of emotion that batter the mind and heart. But bitter in it's self awareness, it's knowledge that what is past, is fading fast and before long will be out of grasp. There's also a certain stubbornness in the text, that unwillingness to let go despite the pain it causes. It tugs on the heartstrings, provokes compassion and empathy. This poem had a strong emotional core and a touch of desperation with the realization that death doesn't wait, but approaches without stutter or stumble, sure footed and assertively drawing ever nearer.
This poem got me thinking on a few different emotional fronts. I used the word already, but it was provocative. Nicely done! Thank you for sharing:)