amaranth

just because nobody picks up your call

doesn't mean there isn't someone

on the other end of the line

staring at the phone and wishing

they could shake the loneliness

from their skin, put the bottle of absinthe 

down and pluck up the courage

to pick it up and tell you:

i've been staring at the polaroid of you...

the one where your smile could start or end a war

and your hands look like they hold

the velvet waterfall of the night sky

and i'm wishing i were the stars

you pluck with your fingers to adorn your home.

but no one ever picked up,

and anything with no start must end

because if it didn't end, you know

it would be forever. 

that person is staring into the depths

of the bottle as it turns to a crimson pool 

reflecting their eyes back like jupiter's moons

and stringing them in amaranthine pearl necklaces

to hang around the cold, lackluster hollows

of your heart's chambers 

crinkling with the deathly silence. 

forever is for everyone else.

Reviews

[Clockwork]

I really like the opening lines of this one. I felt that way the other night when someone called me at 12:30am. Your descriptions in this one are really crisp and clean I think, especially the bit about the Polaroid and his smile. And wow, the parts about Jupiter's moons and amaranthine pearl necklaces was a real knockout.

Your last line in this one is so emotionally charged. A real sense of a bitter passing lingers there, I think. Thank you for sharing this one with me.

[Dana Alsamsam]

thank you so much! i always look forward to hearing your thoughts and insights :)

[Clockwork]

You're welcome. I hope things are going well for you.

[annabellee]

that is such a gorgeous poem, heartfelt, touching and imaginative. Absolutely loved the last line.
Great write :)

[Dana Alsamsam]

thank you so much for reading and for your kind words!

[annabellee]

you're most welcome :)

[Archangel Gabriel]

A sad piece that describes that feeling many of us has experienced. If only you had picked up things may have been different. However by not picking up they were different and that was not to be.

[Dana Alsamsam]

yes- i always love to hear your thoughts. thank you!

[K. Louis]

This was so sad, it reminded me of my first breakup...when the calls faded, there was more stagnant silence and when what we had fell naturally from the distance. That second stanza was really beautiful..."and your hands look like they hold the velvet waterfall of the night sky" -- love that line

[Dana Alsamsam]

thank you so much! your words mean a lot to me :)

[Shivam Murari]

This one is honestly a touching poem. It is full of constructive optimism! Very nice poem!

Please do come and read and review my poems too. :)

[Chris]

...and for no one.

Such a fair insight..