Play for me
unremittingly, leave me a tender moment in a tea cup
a stolen kiss,
a backward glance and I will pledge my heart
my soul,
my undying allegiance and love to you
many an autumn has witnessed the passing of decades
the swirling of smoke,
and broken hopes lying debilitated upon the ground
like a pile of ash,
go on
tell me what you were just about to ask
above the sky
reeks of desolation and dismay,
yet these verses of mine hold hands with resilience
and joy,
what’s the cause of this bravery
my writing does not say,
play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis,
when moon refuses to settle
and is bleeding sliver, I have seen you during the darkest hour,
in times of sorrow,
and in times of disassociation with the mind,
how you blend with the notes of the piano
for feelings
might not always be reachable,
I am rain oblivious to the impression I give,
an echo
bursting into the shades of urban life,
play for me
because no matter how diverse the melody you and I’ll always
unite in chorus.
Photo credits: Ian Dooley, Unsplash
Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads
Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
An aubade set to music, how very beautiful:
no matter how diverse the melody you and I’ll always
unite in chorus
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ahhhh! You’ve done it again–beautifully romantic and sensual.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love how you have captured the emotional part of the song so well…. the flower images are so passionate.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“…these verses of mine hold hands with resilience and joy….” How lovely this aubade is, Sanaa. “Play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis.” Gorgeous.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
There is so much beauty in this one, Sanaa. Not just how well the lines dance together, how effective they are at helping us see and feel the speaker’s wants… but also in her plea, in the sensuality and love it packs. There is so much she is willing to give, she believes so deeply… If he feels the same way, the result would be magical.
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you! ❤️
Swooning… “play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis,
when moon refuses to settle
and is bleeding sliver,
the ending is beautiful.
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I enjoyed your autumnal aubade, Sanaa. I’d like a tender moment left in my tea cup, and a stolen kiss! I love the lines:
‘play for me when the wind is tossing the amaryllis,
when moon refuses to settle
and is bleeding sliver…’
and
‘I am rain oblivious to the impression I give,
an echo
bursting into the shades of urban life’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This really is beautifully expressed.
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
This swirls lovely through the lines–I’m awestruck by everything you draw out, the way you render the music in the lines. Just gorgeous.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
This is so beautiful… So many lines to love… I can’t choose favorites.
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
leave me a tender moment in a tea cup…such a beautiful line. Beautiful poem.
Thank you so much, Ayala 😀 so good to see you ❤️
a lovely poem Sanaa
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love poems that weave musical images and analogies through the lines – such a wonderful commingling of art forms. Nicely done!
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
How beautifully you wrote this Sanaa, words written that surely you ust have experienced yourself to express such feelings.
Thank you so much, Robin 😀 so good to see you ❤️
leave me a tender moment in a tea cup – like that!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
this is so beautiful. there are so many lovely & memorable lines, and the ending is so perfect.
reading your poem, i am imagining a film noir. 🙂
Thank you so much, Lee San 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
As evocative and sensuous as ever, Sanaa! Wonderful write1
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“above the sky
reeks of desolation and dismay,
yet these verses of mine hold hands with resilience
and joy, . . .”
A soulful write from a soulful person. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I really appreciate the resilence of the lovers in this piece.
Have a good week Sanaa. Thank you for dropping by my sumie Sunday
Much🌻love
The Queen of Romance has done it again!!