A Petticoat Diary

A Petticoat  ( female ) Diary/..........By Sami Khalil

(She lived in hope , died in despair)

Her desire to be loved and to love for there were no suitors for marriage.

Based on a true story when I was growing up

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On those days...

She dances like wild flowers

fluted by dulcet tones

gazing in sweet sorrow

upon utter solaces.

She, who passed star-lights

became a shadow of under-toned shimmers

wandering through life's wild affections

where heavy sighs became her measured void

looking for bucolic warm glows silhouetted 

in sweet sensations.

On those nights...

She cradles dreams in tender desires

in a veil of bashful smiles

where the indelible ink is saved 

for someone special...for keeps.

Still, she deserves a golden ring

and a clandestine house with stepping

stones to paradise of petaled gardens

where love is tickled to death for eternity.

On those months...

She survives in timeless beauty

brush-stroking the outlines of

her erasable heart, looking for 

hands to recreate her rapture d joy

living on just because; of fantasies 

on rainy afternoons with no parasols

losing herself in the chill of winters.

On those years...

Constellations glow brightly

and dim softly in sashays of dusted

apparitions when she dances her

last dance!

On those diaries...

Reviews

[Anand Sehgal]

Let me tell you friend. You have a great playwright in you . Tremendous imagery. Loved it .

[Lydia Shutter]

Lacy imagery in this character study. You give the reader such detail about the heart of the character....I felt I knew her. To feel one has an "erasable heart" is such a sad thought. And then she dies still holding onto the memories....heavy sigh....so poignant. Absolutely beautiful poetry. Lydi**

[Alana McGuire]

Such lovely, delicate words poured out. I really loved reading this. The pictures are soft, and very fitting for your words. :)

[s y e]

This is such a sad emotional write. You really captured the emotion and the title was perfect, it's what pulled me in. Lovely write, Sami - as always.

~ Noodle.

[ayosonolowo]

Nice poem
though it is sad
i really like it
kudus!!

[DCT ponderings]

As I read this poem there was a sadness that made me think of the movie Water, the plight of those widows particularly Kalyani. I know the subject matter of the movie is much harsher but the yearning to be loved, to be recognized for what you have to give was palpable “where heavy sighs became her measured void”

She survives in timeless beauty
brush-stroking the outlines of
her erasable heart, looking for
hands to recreate her rapture d joy

Splendidly Penned.

[gggg]

"Still, she deserves a golden ring" - that is the sentence that got me. Though it is a sad one, I really like this story..

[TL Boehm]

She dances like wild flowers
fluted by dulcet tones
gazing in sweet sorrow
upon utter solaces.
She, who passed star-lights
became a shadow of under-toned shimmers

This is such a beautiful passage here in such a sad poem. Well done.

[Catlen]

This is a very nice poem. You have portrayed vivid images. I like the artwork on your page as well. Good Work!

[MOON]

Poignant write , waiting searching for love and dying in despair she surely deserves
Still, she deserves a golden ring
and a clandestine house with stepping
stones to paradise of petaled gardens
where love is tickled to death for eternity