You Came

Your poetry came in to my soul

You came in to my heart

That is all I will ever remember

That is all I shall ever know for truth

Until I grow old,

Until I die.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Augustus]

This poem says a lot in very few words. One can read sentiments here that can be intensely personal and yet universal at the same time. One interpretation could be the one given by Horizon K. below. For me, the first two lines of the poem say everything really. John Keats wrote in his "Ode on a Grecian Urn", that
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty, that is all
Ye know on earth and all ye need to know".
And I think that applies here to. The beauty of poetry is what speaks to our soul. The beauty in fellow beings is what stays in our hearts. This isn't the superficial beauty of the words or the body, but a transcendental one that can communicate without any words being uttered. It is the beauty of that moment, that you will remember forever. And we all have such moments in life. An extremely elegant write. Wonderfully penned!

[surfingdragoncat]

the simple mindedness brings such beauty. Give s the perception that is all that is on your mind, without having to say it. Best kind of poem is one that you do not have to actually say anything to express the emotion, and this one does it. ***one note, "for true" in line four might sound a little better with "for true" or "in truth". I understand not your first language, just a better ring personally.

[KAin]

“Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?”
-Stephen King.
A beautifully penned poem, elegantly simple, and simple in elegance.
There's a directness here that I admire and envy, with a little something that goes even beyond the simple truth of these words that pierces deeply.
This is the joy of writing: the ability to transcend and exceed the transient nature of moments in which these feelings are felt.
I think Augustus said much of what I mean to say here...
That they go beyond the present, beyond the "here" and "now" (which so quickly becomes relative), to relay a feeling felt, months and years later.

Thank you for sharing, Belle.

[Belle]

I just had another turn in my writing journey ( this time story telling in a form of poetry) but still whenever I have the chance to sit and ponder I contemplate how and where my writing is leading me in term of form, most of the time I do not like how I unconsciously doing it. I really want to persist being in one form/style, but my creativity and my desire to speak in a manner that perfectly suits my subject always puts me to write from one form to another poem after poem…but the best for me is that whenever there is something bothering me, intensely, I just have to write it, to release it and what comes out is always something like this little poem ( notice my Surrender  and the other little poems); this is where I am consistent  I think : transcend and exceed the transient nature of moments… Is it not what we are for, poet? Death according to Hellenes is the only truth in man’s reality, so in order to transcend death one needs to create immortality, if they do it through fame in the glory of war, we “poets” can achieve it in the “ glory of our words “. Record, who is going to do it in our time anyway…Lastly, do not envy the content of this, my Landred. People come and go in our lives, and there are people who just simply fade away and are remembered with what’s with them that touched us, but there are people who stay in all aspect, they are the one worthier to hold…

[KAin]

Yes. What the Greeks believed in was "Kleios Aphtiton" (Undying Glory). To have your name live on, that is how one transcends death. In this way you are achieving your own Kleios - attempting new forms while retaining your strength and wisdom in your words with each expression of your pen. What i envy in your poem is the clarity of your skill as you move from one form to the next - it is an immutable thing, something difficult to replicate. I bow to superior skill. What i also envy is the directness of feeling... But i agree... There are those rare souls who are worth holding onto. No matter what comes.

[Caradoc]

This is very sweet. And the music goes well with it.

-Cara

[Chris]

very deeply felt... and understood

[Abeer until dawn]

Beautiful ... feeling a little delicate through few yet fetchy words, lovely music and deep idea

[ron]

Your poetry came in to my soul

You came in to my heart

A wonderfully lovely poem.

[Ees]

I love the simplicity of this poem. It reads more like plain truth that way and I think that plainness is what makes this poem special. It is all just like you are stating fact and there is a real ton of feeling in approaching it that way.
Beautiful.
Makes me wonder what more there is, but it doesn't matter because what I need to know is that somebody came into your heart and soul and that you aren't going to let (at least pieces) of them out.
fantastic job!

[AYVID N]

A lot of feeling, a lot of emotion exprssed in so few lines. This poem is a true tribute to love! Awesome Belle!

[iliOZ]

wow belle, it is a good thing i sat while looking at this page! i look exactly like the guy on the video screen.
:o)
i enjoy short and meaningful poems, select /coming from the heart straight to someone's/ just like yours. you can tell so much with few words ... i favor it too.
one day i may become a writer myself and it will be my signature style.
loved it ...