The sea of silence lingers,
against an anxious shore;
mysterious illusions walk around
waiting for a cure.
"No more, no more!"
he screams, in hate.
"no more!" he shouts,
a tad too late...
the sea, now lashing
recapitulates,
of silent nights before.
The peace is gone
the shadows deep
the shore, now drenched in pain
he blames his heart
now torn apart
promising never to love again.
"I hoped for joy!
I hoped for bliss!
I hoped for yellows and pinks!
Now, heart of hearts,
We must depart
and for a moment, think.
The heart was meant
for blood well spent
to keep our bones alive
how was it then
that Love was when
it chose to lose its drive?
It now sits still,
against its will;
making people fall in love.
Through mush and kiss
and hugs and bliss,
it randomly peturbs.
The beach now seems to melt away
the sea does ruckus make
I sit now, sleepy, thinking of love
leaving corroded dreams in its wake...
[I am no poet and I hardly understand poetry the way it should be understood...but do drop in a word about what you think of it; suggestions on improvement would be welcome as well.]
10 comments:
@ this moment, i think LOVE is only a state of mind, like HUNGER or PAIN or HAPPINESS- we can choose to either live with it or without it, n we can definitely control de way it makes us feel.. n de 2 ways it leaves ya are peaceful n or in pieces, like ya've described it .. i think i'd rather be peaceful :)
n i liek de way ya 've put it- i thnk it' sworking :D
I'd say you're one heck of a "non"poet! Seriously though, your words do captivate and paint such a vivid and beautiful picture - even if it is a subject as sad as love gone sour. I so look forward to your posts and this was another that was far from disappointing! :))
Actually, I rather liked that as it stands. I love the fact that it rhymes, not many poems do these days. Well done. :D
I'll be honest. I think your stories are better. But I must admit, the last line was the best. :)
:( love makes me sad.
rather. heartache.
Well I'm the worst poet on the planet and you're nowhere close to non-poetry.
I loved it! :)
This is the first time that I read your poetry.
True your stories own a whole new dimension, I thought this was great.
Regards,
R.R
"I am no poet and I hardly understand poetry the way it should be understood".. that was unnecessary coz the poem, when read aloud, sounds like a song with perfect rhyme n rhythm.
Really liked the poem. "leaving corroded dreams in its wake" - excellent!!
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