The flaming August sky,
heavy heart and
unsuspecting youth
is a bundle of contradictions.
I want to believe in hope
as cold fingers
trace dandelion worries
and lively disposition;
when will that hour come
when the sun will glow
and revoke affliction?
The sky that once held
dreams laments
and burns unwritten scripts,
I wonder if the world
resists this side of early black;
can wishes truly fly
once we learn to let go?
It’s a strange truth that heart
is made up of
contradictory feelings;
on one hand it longs to be free
but can’t bear losing
the sight of home,
on other it’s conscious of truth
but never seems to be able
to accept completely.
I want to uncover love
and all its untouched spaces,
dip the soul in tranquility
and utmost ebb of night
when faced with the challenge
to silence the mind.
How do I unlock this side
of me, tell me how
do I acquaint tame with wild?
Photo credits: Jimena, Unsplash
Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United
& on Open Link Night @ dVerse poets Pub
Wow! Your images bring home the tame and the wild beautifully! I especially like
“as cold fingers
trace dandelion worries
and lively disposition”
and
“I wonder if the world
resists this side of early black”
Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Truly the contradictions of the soul revolve in your poem Sanaa. Gorgeous write.
Thanks for dropping by my blog today
Much💟love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much🌼love
Sanaa, by doing the hardest thing, in being honest to yourself on a daily basis. Even though, it’s so easy to listen to the voice that lies to you.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Therisa ❤️
Ah, romantic contradictions. The flaming August sky speaks passion, Sanaa, accompanied by a heavy heart. I love the lines:
‘I want to believe in hope
as cold fingers
trace dandelion worries
and lively disposition’
and
‘The sky that once held
dreams laments
and burns unwritten scripts’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
You have captured it exactly…the wanting to be free while not losing sight of home…..and the aquainting of tame with wild. All possible, within.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is such a beautiful poem of contradictions of keeping ‘tame’ and ‘wild’ together. All the imagery used here are gorgeous. Lovely, as always Sanaa 🙂
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Very moving. Questions which tug at the soul.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Can wishes fly when we let go…
uncover love and all its untouched spaces…
so many wonderful things in this poem!
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
How do I acquaint tame with wild? Tricky….Could be in the too hard basket methinks:)
Maybe 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Cressida ❤️
Memorable, “this side of early black”….
You are acquainting tame with wild in your poems, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Romana 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh a wonderful write! That last question is just gripping.
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Oh this is so strong… love the dandelion part… and how we always have those contradictions.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Nice lines: “can wishes truly fly
once we learn to let go?” Letting go means losing control, but maybe that is what lets them fly.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Frank ❤️
“dip the soul in tranquility”
I like the thought of that.
Thank you so much, Ken 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A lovely write Sanaa. I especially like the last question.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A beautiful write Sanaa, I love how this is addressed to your future self – have you ever written an epistle from your future self to your present self? xxx
Thank you so much, Xenia 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Mmm.. I wrote a letter to my former self 😊 but nice idea.. will revisit it after I am older ❤️
You had me at /the sky burns unwritten scripts/–tis a lovely poetic, outlining the conflicts within, how restlessness can conjure emotion and threaten chaos
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Beautiful writing!
Thank you so much, Jo 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Woww! You interlace the tame and wild here so beautifully! I especially like ‘I wonder if the world resists this side of early black; can wishes truly fly once we learn to let go?’
Thank you so much, Daniella 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
all those yearnings…(K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe 😀 so good to see you ❤️
There is so much to love in this poem. These lines particularly caught my attention, “as cold fingers trace dandelion worries and lively disposition”.. being human we tend to think a lot about the future; but know that the power to shine lies within.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Chris ❤️
‘I want to uncover love
and all its untouched spaces,
dip the soul in tranquility
and utmost ebb of night’..
Gorgeous!! 💙
Thank you so much, Amara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Every piece you write is better than the last. I don’t think a poet could hope for more. Excellent.
Thank you so much, Vintage 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
a brilliant display of the contradictions that confound us all. I love the yearning implicit in the tone.
And you ask those haunting questions! Great write, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
‘I wonder if the world
resists this side of early black;
can wishes truly fly
once we learn to let go?’
Love this! Beautifully emotive!
Thank you so much, Sameera 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️