Desire is the glimmering light in the distance
that beckons
to the Poet in me,
what if September clouds
lead away from pain and misery?
In the hush of dawn
a prayer escapes from trembling lips,
would life be easier
if we were to breathe
and live each moment as it comes?
How is it that when we’re alone
aware of the touch of despair
and blind
to the whisper of hope?
Between you and me,
if I were to lay my heart
in the sanctuary of your palm
would you adhere
to thoughts blurted out
from discouraged alleyways
and corridors?
This twilight we will share
stare moodiness in the face
and brush away
dark ideas unresolved, unwanted
so what if the moon has no intention
of keeping promises,
conviction is somewhere between chaos
and finding strength within.
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Those closing lines are very powerful. And I really like “if I were to lay my heart
in the sanctuary of your palm”. So lovely.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
WHEW! THAT LAST VERSE IS HALFWAY BETWEEN RESIGNED AND BITTER–BUT THEN YOU GIVE US THIS “what if September clouds
lead away from pain and misery?”
and I know that the heart will not be going into the palm. Instead the speaker will find the “strength within.” Strong writing!
Awww gosh! ❤️ Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you liked it! ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Sanaa- THIS:
“How is it that when we’re alone
aware of the touch of despair
and blind
to the whisper of hope?”
Astute observation, and so true.
Thank you so much, Linda 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I agree with Sherry: Oh, those closing lines!
“so what if the moon has no intention
of keeping promises,
conviction is somewhere between chaos
and finding strength within. ”
Beautiful write, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Finding strength within is so significant along with keeping a balance between hope and despair — there’s this silent power in your verse, and in your questions that carry the weight of such thoughts.
I love this bit: “what if September clouds/lead away from pain and misery?”
Thoughtful penmanship, Sanaa. It’s the wisdom that may not be so pleasant but that’s where the crux of the matter lies.
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a sad poem Sanaa, especially that third verse where the differences between the couple are revealed, with the question remaining “can this love be sustained?” which had seemed right under the moonlight.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
“How is it that when we’re alone
aware of the touch of despair
and blind
to the whisper of hope?”……A predicament so common to be found in humanity. Love this journey from dawn to twilight.
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
The idea of someone’s palm being sanctuary for the heart of another is a powerful and hope-giving thought. To trust that much… and for that trust to be deserved… what if, indeed…
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
That would be a relief if September clouds led away from pain and misery, Sanaa – a new start in a new month. I love the lines:
‘Between you and me,
if I were to lay my heart
in the sanctuary of your palm
would you adhere
to thoughts blurted out
from discouraged alleyways
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
so what if the moon has no intention
of keeping promises… there’s so much hope in the end…
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I hope September brings some peace and resolution. As you said in the poem take life as it comes and pray for strength and guidance.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rall ❤️
This was incredible, so beautiful.
Thank you so much, Vicki 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A sad but beautiful poem Sanaa.
Let us hope that September brings hope and relief and the moon keeps her promises.
Anna :o]
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Anna ❤️
In love when we surrender everything to the one who we think is worthy of it, then every word from that person becomes our sanctuary. Really like this sweet- sour poem on love.
Thank you so much, Vandana 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
PS: It’s not a poem about love rather it was inspired by last week’s midweek motif “what if”..
I hope the September clouds lead them away from pain and misery…
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Priscilla ❤️
I particularly like the strength of the last two stanzas – the wording is powerful, gripping, and generally, the flow of this poem is interesting – conversational yes, starting off broad and sweeping, and then suddenly, sharply, dipping into a “leaning in” intimate way that somehow personalizes the generalized ideas of despair, hopelessness etc. So startling a means and way of turning in this poem – it’s really rather refreshing, which makes it vibrate and resonate. Wonderful and savoury Sanaa. 🙂
Thank you so much, Pat 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
It is hard, when young, to trust that things will last. But now that I am old, I believe that is exactly what is needed. Loved this again on second reading, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
The last two lines of this poem are stellar!
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Admiring this bit again: “if I were to lay my heart /in the sanctuary of your palm/would you adhere/
to thoughts blurted out/from discouraged alleyways/and corridors?”
It’s an overall evocative verse, which manages the theme so well. Lovely work, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Anmol 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I am also enchanted by the imagery of a heart laid in the sanctuary of a palm. There is something so tender and vulnerable about that phrase!
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
There is so much wisdom in this… love the thought of putting your trust in another.. the heart in the palm… I almost imagine a summer love being saved.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A nice tight poem, Sanaa. I liked your bringing the moon in at the ending.
Aloneness brings closeness
understsnding and desire
If the moon turns fickle
That won’t matter at all.
..
Thank you so much, Jim 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
This is beautiful.
Thank you so much, Teresa 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“so what if the moon has no intention
of keeping promises,
conviction is somewhere between chaos
and finding strength within.”
There is so much power in these lines 💙
Thank you so much, Kylie 😀 so good to see you ❤️
what if September clouds
lead away from pain and misery?
This is so beautiful! We must hold on to hope no matter how distressing the time.
Thank you so much, Sameera 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️