such as love writes itself

such as love writes itself

 

 

 

such as it is,

my love is yours

damaged, preoccupied with past echoes

hearing the limited perception of painful memory

 

such as it is,

my love belongs to you

scarred beatings

off beat

slight pulse

all that's left

 

such as it is,

goodbye has been overused

the exits worn from footsteps

the running away a motif

for the essay of my life

 

such as i am,

i am here

standing in front of you,

hoping you will release the bandages

put your ear to my chest

 

and pray there's still a beat

to that song

i sang with innocence

many loves before you.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/17/17

Reviews

[Relic]

.....................Beautiful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you Relic...

j.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

This is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. It is a burnt offering of love that has been humbly and honestly presented with all of its flaws and all of its brilliance and all of its vulnerability, to a lover in hopes of their acceptance and healing- "hoping you will release the bandages" "and "pray there's still a beat to that song I sang with innocence". Another Master-Class write!

[SJ Mullins]

We never really know where love is going to take us. Many times, it is rewarding to begin with, only to turn sour later on. It happens over and over, sometimes with a good ending, sometimes, not so much. You captured this brilliantly.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your insightful words, Suzanna...
j.

[SJ Mullins]

You're welcome. :)

[Einstein Noodle]

there must be hope ...and the trembling of this poem ...vulnerable to the max ... quivers and makes that fine choice to try it one more time ...well done sir! very relatable and emotive ... i want to cheer the protagonist onward ..take the chance ... what the hell right!? :)
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for your words, E.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

To this I relate Jacob, as you know. In it you capture the tone of one beaten by so many defeats at the hands of love and echo the plaintive pleas of one who has much love to give but feels somewhat disabled and lacking in confidence to do so. Those confused emotions of despair and anger are a heady mix to cope with and it takes a ministering angel to do so

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like your insights, John...you speak of hope...

j.

[Surya]

I donno what to say, it touched me in a way..I loved it J...:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you, Surya,

j.