Why do white orchids stand alone?
Can we be as naked as them in their purity?
Tell me where did the afternoon sun
learn
to be so unforgiving,
is this a sign that the world is coming to an end?
Lovers are at one with the hovering of night,
I wonder
if their laughter causes the moon to be jealous?
Does heaven
distinguish between mosque, temple and cathedral?
Must nature be victim
to atrocities of war, tears of blood and confusion?
I have walked upon the path
of self-doubt, met a few energy eating monsters
along the way
how does rain know when to deprive me
of candied desperation?
Does the butterfly know weed from flower?
Why are trees insistent upon participating
in conversation?
I have long learned the value of time,
how do you prevent
forever
from slipping out of your hands?
If I am to die the next day
would it matter to you that you can no longer hear
my voice?
Why does music have a calming effect upon the ear?
Tell me,
what does poetry do for you
on days
when the soul yearns for more?
The answer lies somewhere inside your heart.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads
52 Responses
‘candied desperation’ – how come you are so damned talented?
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
Hi Sanaa– I’m betting that you asked your mom zillions of questions. You have to realize that the Moon is a stodgy fellow. And that he doesn’t see anything that he can’t shine his light on.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Wonderful questions. And I know that is the right answer.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
and a beautiful photo to accent your pen ~
Thank you so much, Michael 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I enjoyed your questions so much, I do love your use of language, beautiful 🙂
Thank you so much, Ellecee 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
So many of these questions resonate with me – I can’t select one without copying and pasting them all.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Words are so limiting to express and answer these questions. You really have my mind swirling this morning.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Fabulous questions here Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I love the juxtaposition of words, images, and questions. It conveys wisdom and wonder. Lovely poem.
Thank you so much, Sophia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
An interesting poem. Even more so the question – would it matter to you that you can no longer hear
my voice? I think we all would like to think we mattered to at least one person.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Yes do let me, why do trees insist on joining in the conversation?
Definitely 😉 thanks for stopping by, Namratha ❤️
I love all the questions, and I do not think they need to be answered just like the best ones should be.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🌹
A beautiful poem from start to finish!! Thank you!
Thank you so much, Annell 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I ate a whole jar of candied desperation, once. I was sick for days!
Better we avoid the jar for next time 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Eric ❤️
Sigh…This is so beautiful. Where could I find a favorite line?
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The unforgiving afternoon sun, jealous moon, the butterfly… these are all exquisite! Swoon
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
They are all interesting questions, Sanaa, but my favourites are:
‘Lovers are at one with the hovering of night,
I wonder
if their laughter causes the moon to be jealous?’
and
‘how do you prevent
forever
from slipping out of your hands?’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is artistry at its finest. I am amazed and envious of your talent! I can’t cite a favorite line, as each line took my breath away.
Thank you so much, Barry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
If I am to die the next day
would it matter to you that you can no longer hear
my voice?
Today, I am feeling this question most profoundly. We hope to be remembered by our words and deeds, but I believe time is so fleeting that memory fades before a person even realizes it is gone.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you ❤️
Oh Sanaa. I sooo like this poem. I loved the start, those white orchids asked me to read on. You asked just the right questions to list this time. I seldom write a question list poem. It seems hard to me, keeping interest and all.
A couple were special to me.
“I have walked upon the path
of self-doubt, met a few energy eating monsters along the way,”
I think one has to have been there a few or more times to really really appreciate this. Growing up I had a lot, chastising by my father triggered it, again in marriage.
The next that I put on my list goes,
“Does the butterfly know weed from flower?”
The mind of an engineer rose its flag here to me. I believe Butterflies must appreciate whatever smells pretty, these insects have so much beauty in themselves, surely they judge by the odor’s pleasantness.
To me Kerry, above was right on about caring whether a glimpse of our shadow might remain after death. It will. But eventually only those couples with fame will stay.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Profound interesting questions. I found myself answering each one. I’ll spare you that oart:) Thank you for all your work on Tuesday Platform. Nice way to end with the T S Eliiot poem .
Thank you so much, Cressida 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
In a perfect world, there would be no jealousy between the lovers and the moon, and no one would care what roof (if any) was over our heads when we pray. My heart has always told me that the world is a richer place because of all the different things that exist upon it.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Rommy ❤️
These are really important questions!
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Questions are often so much more important than answers… and some of your questions really made me think about how much we measure everything only in the eyes of ourselves.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Nicely contemplative, Sanaa….
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you ❤️
You ask heartfelt and beautiful, perhaps unanswerable, questions.
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️