Love?

I shall try to explain, a fear as it is;

When in adjacent seats, strangers do meet,

Or more so, do not meet.

The brushing of shoulders

And fingers through hair

With no glance met

And no words shared.

The folly of silent miseries.

What introduction would suffice?

Drama and calamity?

Down on knees to scream

“Forgive me angel, that I am

So base and wretched that

I could not even compare thee

To a pleasing colour

Let alone a grand thing.

Alas, you are more than either”?

No plans resting racing heart

Or sweaty palms, or addled mind.

A mind inside a mind.

Though she may feel small

I am smaller still and

I know my own size.

How will we live?

Through the tumult of empty streets?

Or the vacuum of well trodden paths?

There should be more to say?

What is a word?

And what do we use it for?

Can it be dropped

And picked up off the floor,

Dusted off and shelved,

As it was before?

O curse this birth!

That I am not galvanized

Or made of some stronger metal

Or lion heart or even that Blarney mineral.

Reviews

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Very Good work. Pen On. Do u read mine to Time, Anguish and Why?

[Hester Vane]

Exquisite. I really like the echoes of Shakespearean sonnets and the archaic language, it really helps to convey the frustration and angst of the narrative voice. Wonderful stuff

[Mother Maggie]

There is in this world that which holds so much beauty, so much power and so much feeling that even the most eliquent among us is struck dumb--it can be humbling and glorious at the same time.

Namaste and Blessed Be

[End.]

near perfect phrasing throughout, thought provoking, and a fresh take on the subject of love.

[Rhea752]

Sometimes love can make you feel small underneath it's eyes. I enjoyed this piece immensely so!! Keep writing!! I loved it :)

[K.S.78]

"Though she may feel small I am smaller still and I know my own size."- I really like this line. It makes me think. I really enjoyed the whole piece! :) Great poem!

[Cool Handless Luke]

What is a word?
And what do we use it for?
Can it be dropped
And picked up off the floor,
Dusted off and shelved,
As it was before?
Never
And no more?

honestly, if someone were to read me these lines from a book i would ask them what classic poet i was hearing. this is a great piece. makes me want to go back for more from you. thanks for sharing it!

[Rogue]

This was an interesting piece. What to say? How to say it?

"What is a word?
And what do we use it for?
Can it be dropped
And picked up off the floor,
Dusted off and shelved,
As it was before?
Never
And no more?"

I thought this stanza was excellent in wording and rhyme and it really stands out.

Very nice work. :)

[B-poet]

A candid take on defining what truly encompasses the essence of love after getting past its initial starting point which is infatuation. If that's not present then there's really no need for such a word. Nice write. :)