And though less than dulcet, never give up

They come crashing in my life, in my life like cymbals
sweeping away any chance, that, there is left;
less than dulcet overtones,
but I am in love with the way your name sounds on my lips.
Souls pay rent,
pay rent in the lighthouse of calm, in midst of hurricane,
in voice, in heart— it’s uncanny
that we can overflow with joy and ache at the same time.
In a feast of rain, soft percussion there lie answers;
I have learned that damsels need not dance to flats, to sharps
and tinkling sounds—
autumn knocks and shyly the storm inside of me comes undone,
it’s not necessary to always heed to the dirt, to the ground;
indigo intention,
burning the silence between us, can you hear just how loudly,
just how loudly I am thinking of you?

Shadows long not for rays, dove-grey in their audacity,
in their stand against injustice;
I am falling,
falling deep into abyss, into slow dance, waiting for him to smile,
it’s terrifying,
a willing addict ready to battle all that comes,
lilac longing,
we all have a story that we are still working on;
does the thought of losing me ever cross your mind?
They come crashing, crashing in my life like cymbals
sweeping away
any chance, that, there is left;
what they don’t realize is that I am just  getting started.

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: Fabian Perez Painting, Pinterest

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Posted for Poetics: Oral Poetry @dVerse Poets Pub

50 Responses

  1. Ingrid says:

    This is wonderfully composed Sanaa! I love the repetition, and the rise and crash of the lines like waves. Your reading is beautiful: thank you so much for embracing this challenge ❤️

    • Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt)

  2. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    This is stellar… I love it,
    this: it’s uncanny
    that we can overflow with joy and ache at the same time.

    So central to the state of longing… the distance is palpable in your poem

  3. msjadeli says:

    Beautiful line, Sanaa:
    “autumn knocks and shyly the storm inside of me comes undone,”
    and wonderful to hear you read your lovely poem aloud.

  4. So a gorgeous poem, Sanaa! I love the sounds of the crashing and cymbals.

  5. Sunra Rainz says:

    This is just gorgeous, Sanaa! And listening to the ebb and flow of your voice made it so much better. My favourite lines:

    “Souls pay rent,
    pay rent in the lighthouse of calm, in midst of hurricane,”

    “can you hear just how loudly,
    just how loudly I am thinking of you?”

    “we all have a story that we are still working on;”

    <3

  6. Bev Crawford says:

    A well written poem. For some reason I was unable to hear the reading.

  7. Dora says:

    Sanaa,
    Musical and mellifluous with passion and urgency: “it’s uncanny/that we can overflow with joy and ache at the same time.
    pax,
    dora

  8. This one flows on like a storm surge, relentless, emotions nearly inexorable. It’s an old story, but refreshingly retold.

  9. rog leach says:

    i hope somebody is thinking of you as loudly of you as you are them brilliant poem

  10. You know how to instill the passion in every verse! I always find your poetry soothing and seductive but hearing you read it really highlights these qualities. My favorite line: “burning the silence between us, can you hear just how loudly, just how loudly I am thinking of you?” 😍💯🔥

  11. gillena says:

    well done
    “feast of rain” is interesting

    {How do you do sound cloud. Guide me. tell me how}

    much❤love

  12. I really enjoyed your love ballad! So smoothly done it flows well… I liked this:
    Souls pay rent,
    pay rent in the lighthouse of calm, in midst of hurricane,

  13. Selma says:

    Gorgeous!
    Loved this line especially: “ can you hear just how loudly,
    just how loudly I am thinking of you?”
    All of it lovely. Thanks.

  14. K.Hartless says:

    Lovely oral poetry. I enjoyed the recording and hearing your inflections give greater weight to your words.

  15. Brendan says:

    “Addict” is the minor seventh key of bold even reckless surrender yet again to love. It’s tended here gently yet its storm threatens all around. The breathless run on address here is like to a mirror as one applies lipstick with a door soon to knock.

  16. Misky says:

    Simply beautiful.

  17. Punam says:

    Absolutely gorgeous poetry and your reading, Sanaa! The “crashing like cymbals” added a beautiful dimension to your verse. Love it. ❤️

  18. Selma Martin says:

    Oh, my sweets. You rocked this. Indeed you did. I’m not familiar with these recording devices. One day I’ll figure it out. You guys at dVerse rock, indeedy. Thanks for sharing.

  19. Helen says:

    Dulcet overtones … as a musician I so love those two words. Your poem is lovely … especially your voice as the poem ends.

  20. Tzvi Fievel says:

    “it’s uncanny that we can overflow with joy and ache at the same time.”

  21. wow, that was awesome, you read that with some great authority in your voice. and you’ve been busy, i’ll have to come and listen to your other poems… nicely done!

  22. Jo-Anne Teal says:

    Rich with passion in tone and word choice. Beautiful choice of the cymbal – can keep a beat but also can crash for the final moment. Wonderful, Saana!

  23. Your voice is so SWEET, Sanaa!

    And these lines:

    but I am in love with the way your name sounds on my lips.

    And –

    I have learned that damsels need not dance to flats, to sharps
    and tinkling sounds—

    Stunning – everything!

  24. ‘ crashing in my life like cymbals’. What a beautiful thought ☺️❤️ A stunning poem Sanaa

  25. anotherKate says:

    This is really wonderful!! <3

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