In the depths of despair

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And the cup which filled the spirit
with hope was stained red,
as murmured voices reach out to
break the silence.

It’s easy to wallow in the depths
of despair as memories flutter in
and out like ghosts,
though the sullen part is beating
one’s fist against the casement
renouncing dreams and claims.

Dissolved in chaos the eyes create
a new language that begs
weave a future from the muddled
past.

 

Photo credits: The Cup – Adolph de Meyer 1912

Posted for “Camera Flash” @ Real Toads

Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United

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58 Replies to “In the depths of despair”

  1. I like your interpretation of the image, Sanaa, and love the lines:
    ‘It’s easy to wallow in the depths
    of despair as memories flutter in
    and out like ghosts’
    and,
    ‘Dissolved in chaos the eyes create
    a new language that begs
    weave a future from the muddled
    past’.

  2. I like how you started with a focus on the cup and then put a story to go with it. This offers hope but does not look past the despair. Nice balance.

  3. And the cup which filled the spirit
    with hope was stained red…
    Your opening lines are brilliant. You saw something unique in this picture.

    1. Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️

      (and thank you for the lovely prompt)

  4. Despair particularly at the loss of a loved one does make one despair as one wonders the what ifs of life all over again. I do hope you haven’t had too many fluttering out like ghosts Sanaa to write such a touching piece.

  5. Luv your shift from the cup to the eyes. A really intriguing response to the prompt

    Thanks for dropping by my Sunday Standard today Sanaa

    Much🌼love

  6. These lines are stunning!

    “It’s easy to wallow in the depths
    of despair as memories flutter in
    and out like ghosts,”

  7. You went in a different direction with this, I think, and I really like what you’ve created. The images are brilliant – and the piece, as a whole, is stunning!

  8. “…..And the cup which filled the spirit with hope was stained red…..” – I love your opening lines. It leads to an altogether eloquent poem.

  9. It’s amazing how the time varies for differing situations aand persons but it transcends from resentment to dissapointment to dispair and hate. But HAPPY DAY, it gradually works back the other way. Generally though, there is not complete healing and forgiveness.
    Loved the poem, it gets better and better for me with read.
    ..

  10. i think it is a fine response to the prompt. loved that flash of hope in the final stanza, to escape from the clutches of despair.

  11. “Dissolved in chaos the eyes create a new language”… there is a beautiful blend of pain and hope here.

  12. Love how you created this… the muddled part really work for me… maybe it’s only the cup that is clear in the end .

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