Make me believe, with those bedroom eyes
fill all the spaces in between,
who knows, maybe the horizon without selfish expectations
will allow the heart’s rose to bloom—not a moment
or two later than expected.
I am still waters that run deep,
dusk that claims the night without cause, without reason;
must we state everything that needs not explaining?
There is a common misconception that goes around
every now and then,
to be top notch need a mouth that ploughs without hesitation—
listen here,
our truth will fill you, on days when the world requires saving,
our vulnerability will be the one perfectly poised and prepared
for battle,
you see, we are a most devastatingly beautiful storm held
tight inside poetic irises,
a comfort to those who need it the most in times of adversity.
He’s deeper breath that consumes,
sophistication veiled in carob hues, would that the long night
call upon us to light the match,
in hopes of cementing a future worthwhile, keep moving—
sometimes the fire is bluer and at other orange;
to the world our disposition means nothing more than a misstep,
a mistake sustained, really?
Let them measure the extent of our raging passion with a single
nod of recognition,
come let us throw a hard punch merely by batting our eyelashes—
for discotheque compares not to intoxicating scent of a library;
to intoxicating scent of a library.
Proverb ~ Still Waters Run Deep (Latin in origin)
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Oh, there’s so much in this one, Sanaa! I’ve read it over a few times now.
These lines caught me
“I am still waters that run deep,
dusk that claims the night without cause, without reason;
must we state everything that needs not explaining?”
I think this is the first poem of yours I’ve read in a while that doesn’t have food in it, but mine does. 🤣
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
(and thank you so much for the glorious prompt)
I love this line: “we are a most devastatingly beautiful storm held tight inside poetic irises”
Thank you so much, Jenna 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
so many luscious lines Sanaa which show how deep your still waters run
“dusk that claims the night without cause, without reason;
must we state everything that needs not explaining?”
Thank you so much, my dearest Laura 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I don’t think you could ever resemble still water, but you certainly run deep. That’s a gorgeous pic of you. Romance ran through this piece like a streaker, a blur, but still passionate.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautiful. Like those that commented before me, you had me with “I am still waters that run deep,
dusk that claims the night without cause, without reason;”
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Smooth work, Sanaa. Well done!
Thank you so much, Ron 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
A most wonderful introduction to those still waters! Well done.be
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
What a surprise ending
❤️❤️❤️
I feel such yearning in your poem, with a compelling plea. I love this part:
“you see, we are a most devastatingly beautiful storm held
tight inside poetic irises,”
I also like various colors used in the 2nd half of the poem.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
This is so deep Sanaa, like your still waters. You have some beautiful lines like ‘dusk that claims the night without cause, without reason;
must we state everything that needs not explaining?’
and
Let them measure the extent of our raging passion with a single
nod of recognition,
come let us throw a hard punch merely by batting our eyelashes ‘
Gorgeous 💕🌺☺️
Thank you so much, Christine 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
You slay me
😀
“we are a most devastatingly beautiful storm held
tight inside poetic irises” Lovely words. I like that proverb as well. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much, Selma 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Wow Sanaa, this delivered a series of powerful truths and observations, wonderfully dense packed potent verse. I really perked to this! BTW — lovely picture. 🙂
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Yes you are Sanaa! I love what you have done with this one! Your still waters have run real deep on this one…
our truth will fill you, on days when the world requires saving,
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I have known since first reading your poetry …. still waters run deep inside you. Beautiful write.
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
There is always so much we can’t see from the outside. Your emotions, as always, are both full and deep, a stillness that shimmers.
Thank you so much, Kerfe 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Wonderful Poem, Sanaa! I adore all the imagery, the storm in the irises, the carob hues, the intoxicating scent of the library…sigh <3
Thank you so much, Sunra 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Gorgeous writing, Sanaa!
“I am still waters that run deep”
“must we state everything that needs not explaining?”
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
there is so much power wrapped in your tender lines, Sanaa
love these lines:
our truth will fill you, on days when the world requires saving,
our vulnerability will be the one perfectly poised and prepared
for battle
Thank you so much, Rosemarie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Those deep waters will rise for decades while youth and beauty fade quickly. Those waters are rich already in your work but it’s a long, long task, bringing a thousand-year-spirit to fruition in poems. All we can do is keep working and stay earnest in minting and carrying still waters to the festival of souls.
Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️