"Are we okay," she said, with tears at the corner of her eyes, He picked her up, and held her, taking her by surprise, "What brought this on," he said, as if he didn't know. She's wondering if he'll do the same this time, or just let her go.
for once in your life look in her eyes and don't read what's not there. just listen to her words and believe some things are precisely what they seem to be.
The cold intensity and the pain procured from the word are incredible! All the emotions, an empty shel after losing the beating partl, love's pains, all are like paints on canvas drifting with the change in music.
It's always a pleasure to yours, KL. The first stanza dragged me in and it hut me strong. Those last lines of emptiness and the wide difference in them two, well, I find it hard to dechiper my reaction and put it in words here!
Don't read what isn't there.
Don't push everyone away... Atleast to me, they are very important!
Amazing reply to the challenge!
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Thank you. I am glad you liked it. Good challenge. I often build poems around one word I become enam.. read moreThank you. I am glad you liked it. Good challenge. I often build poems around one word I become enamoured with.
9 Years Ago
Thank you and you're welcome. It's amazing to know you do that too cos we both know how brilliant th.. read moreThank you and you're welcome. It's amazing to know you do that too cos we both know how brilliant that feels :)
the pain of loving someone is hard to poeticize. It is abnormally a foreign concept. I mean,
wouldn't civilization still exist without the abstraction of love as that personified
concept of goodness? Is it at all reasonable to suggest that meanings are by their
very human nature to be misconstrued?
I use to tell my last lover that if you really loved me, you would be with me always.
But they left anyway.
I love this piece.....dana
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Yes it really is never that simple. There's a first, and in between, and many lasts.
It does seem sometimes that people are looking for hidden meanings in our words, searching for disguised intentions, seeking motives that are not there. Sometimes, as Freud was reported to have once said "Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar." As you well know I love this format of yours, and the little subheads inside these empty walls is striking.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Thanks, glad you liked it. I did really like that too. :)
Very powerful words here, KL. Wheels inside wheels, poems within poems each one expressing an abundance of pain and bewilderment. Ablation can leave us healthier, but what's left inside the empty walls is often times just as hard to bear. Excellent writing here!
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