For You, I Would've

if asked,
i'd meticulously unwrap a pomegranate's heart,
delicately remove each seed and lay them
out like rubies tasked,
i'd handpick the ripest, serve them
perfectly enveloped in dark red and
it'd be worth every mess.
and what's nausea to me if i were to endure it for you,
despite being sickened by its taste?
if it meant i could be your caressing arm
or your comfort in every place.

yet, crushed like each red seed and
ripped like a pomegranate's skin until stained,
he remained silent, and his silence remains.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Seren! You have written a beauty here... your voice is resonant, your words flying, thoughts and feelings making sense and more in fine, fine order. The opening lines are beautiful, giving, sharing..

Love is beautiful when put with such absolute intention. Your poem is beautiful.

[seren]

Dear emma,
thank you for your kind review, it brought more life to this poem!
You've shared a beautiful line, love indeed is beautiful when put with such absolute intention!
Oh, what a fierce yet fragile thing love is..

[Beren Ongur]

what a deep act of service, isn't it? It's also very challenging and beautiful in its real sense, it wouldnt do it for everyone. When we think about it metaphorically, it becomes even deeper, being able to risk everything, being able to do it for that person.

oh, it's so sweet and deep.

but I would like to ask this; would you do these things for yourself before doing them to someone else?

[seren]

I'm afraid i hadn't thought of that before..
Would it be unkind to oneself if i were to say no?