As white blossom, philosophical argument,
and coveting of sorts,
the idea of you consumes every feeling
and every thought;
late into the night,
when even the wind resonates with waves
of gentle seduction—
I ask myself, where have I seen you before,
a place where poets go to dream,
or in scripture
that dates back thousands of years,
who knows?
I have yet to make sense of it all.
As Pygmalion once yearned for Galatea,
do I pen these words;
your rosebud lips
and stormier than storm eyes,
are as Autumn,
are as serenity of browns and resilience of
red in the light of day—
chaos runs deep, and yet I am filled with
a sense of peace,
this feeling isn’t as easy as I thought it
would be to describe.
You do not know it, but I have immortalized
you in every moonrise,
in every poem and breath alike,
I write,
because there is no other option,
you have left longing on my tongue,
and now I have grown accustomed—
tell me, how is this fair?
Skin as carob hues, the world is quiet
without you, is a waste of space,
without you I am nothing more than ash
and dust,
it’s funny how feeling can change you,
you are here, finally—
softening neon lights to rainbows in the dark,
this is a love letter till time comes
and body is returned to the ground,
for now, let us lie beneath the stars,
he lifted his head and gave a sideways glance,
as though mouthing a reminder—
As Pygmalion once yearned for Galatea.
Photo credits: Concrete man and woman statue, Unsplash
Posted for Open Link LIVE – October Edition @dVerse Pub
Your words are smouldering on my screen! Really such a smooth read with somehow à distance sound of rolling thunder between the lines now and then. Wonderful, Sanaa
Thank you so much, Ain 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Another absolutey beautiful poem! These lines, I am especially smitten with:
“You do not know it, but I have immortalized
you in every moonrise,
in every poem and breath alike,
I write,
because there is no other option,
you have left longing on my tongue,
and now I have grown accustomed—
tell me, how is this fair?”
HOPEFUL the electricity returns to you quickly! So very glad you could still be with us at OLN LIVE.
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Each line draws me in, and I’m trapped till my “body is returned the ground” and even then, I’m sure I’ll be reading your poetry!! 😍👏👏
Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Wonderfully done Sanaa! I enjoyed hearing you read your poem today on the zoom.
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Stunning poem. I especially like these lines: “I ask myself, where have I seen you before,/a place where poets go to dream,/or in scripture/that dates back thousands of years,”
Thank you so much, Arcadia Maria 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Sanna,
I enjoyed your poem. Love is so complex. I like the way you expressed how this can feel especially in these lines.
“are as Autumn,
are as serenity of browns and resilience of
red in the light of day—
chaos runs deep, and yet I am filled with
a sense of peace,
this feeling isn’t as easy as I thought it
would be to describe.”
Thank you so much, Ali 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Beautiful! Your words have that ethereal quality.
Thank you so much, Madaket 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautiful wordcraft, Sanaa, as always. Happy Diwali if you are celebrating it in the coming days!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😀 so good to see you! 💄❤️
Ah.. no it’s not mine to celebrate but thank you..
It is indeed funny how a feeling can change everything…… Very nicely done!
Thank you so much, Christopher 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
This is a beautiful poem, Sanaa, such a gorgeous ebb and flow to it that sweeps you along. These lines are so romantic:
“without you I am nothing more than ash
and dust,
it’s funny how feeling can change you,
you are here, finally—”
<3
Thank you so much, my dearest Sunra 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
I really enjoy how you used mythology in this passionate poem.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Such a beautiful write, Sanaa and the smooth flow of words and feelings sweeps the reader along! ❤️❤️
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️