I gaze upon calm and insouciant blue
that seems to embrace a crimson lake,
urging my heart not tremble at sound
for fear oh breath may dream dismiss.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like
to be me steeped in shades of autumn,
care to advise as to why my heart into
your web of lies descends.
Love, if I could persuade day and night
would impede hours so as to make you
stay, can’t bear to waste sweet moment
knowing our world is soon to end.
Have you ever wondered what it’s like
to be me baffled by your changing face,
care to advise as to why my soul defies
in order to make amends.
Love, if I could shuffle light and dark
would empower hope lest you should
stray, can’t bear oh thought of waking
to a world where sorrow cannot name
its friend.
I gaze upon calm and insouciant blue
that seems to embrace a crimson lake,
urging my heart not tremble at sound
for fear oh breath may dream dismiss.
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care to advise as to why my soul defies
in order to make amends
Love can cause confusing trends in the mind that defy any sane explanation. Rightly so Sanaa. It makes it more interesting, though!
Hank
Definitely ❤ thanks for stopping by, Hank 😊
Even if love doesn’t hurt us it certainly troubles us at times as that yearning takes control and fear of a rebuff seems possible. There is so much yearning in this poem Sanaa.
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The third stanza particularly caught my breath. The narrative voice is quite remarkable, loving, yet strong.
can’t bear oh thought of waking
to a world where sorrow cannot name
its friend.
Amen.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😊 so glad you liked it ❤
The contrast of blue and the crimson lake paint an intriguing picture.
Thank you so much, Colleen 😊 so glad you liked it ❤
The burden of life is heavy if love is evasive… well penned.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😊 so good to see you ❤
So many times (unluckily) love may decend into a web of lies……..
Love, if I could shuffle light and dark
would empower hope lest you should
stray, can’t bear oh thought of waking
to a world where sorrow cannot name
its friend………………………………The use of repeating the first stanza to finish with…….Love it
Thank you so much, Julian 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I had to read this aloud, particularly to hear the phrases: ‘insouciant blue’; ‘steeped in shades of autumn’; and ‘if I could shuffle light and dark’.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love. It’s a dance.
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I agree –there is a great deal of passionate yearning here–the heartfelt qualities palpable. Thanks. k.
Thank you so much, Karin 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Can’t help but feel the lake carries a certain amount of reflection. Even the structure of this poem has an ebb and flow.
Thank you so much, Martin 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
This is my latest favorite by you, Sanaa. Especially the penultimate stanza. I would love a world where sorrow dies of loneliness.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A beautiful write Sanaa, I love your voice in this :o) xxx
Thank you so much, Xenia 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Sanaa, this poem of yours is gold and super incredible.
Your words become your voice that rings louder and beautifully.
Awww!❤️ Thank you so much, Charlie 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
Love lost, love gone bad like blackened bananas, like milk left out too long–yet your poem has elegance, sweetness & sorrow in equal measures. Yup, love is a dance, and a journey, and both a panacea & pariah.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Wonderful sentiments, delicately expressed. A dance with fate beautifully penned.
Thank you so much, Alwi 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The voice of this is so strong and clear! Bravo!
Thank you so much, Jilly 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“where sorrow cannot name its friend” is such a compelling line, Sanaa. And the repetition worked well here, as if you’re going back to that dreamy place in order to capture it forever.
Thank you so much, Amaya 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the return at the end to the beginning of this poem. Many times it doesn’t work to do that, but it’s perfect here.
Thank you so much, Sarah 🙂 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Did I miss this the first time around? I think it might have been when I was off-line. I love the colours, the ‘insouciant blue’ and the ‘crimson lake’, which have got me longing for autumn, my favourite season, when I can be ‘steeped in shades of autumn’. But your shades of autumn are sadly the end of something, not the beginning, and I can feel your sorrow throughout the poem, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A beautifully written poem.
Thank you so much, Annell 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Fear of a dream being dismissed can be powerful.
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Beautifully written as always. 🙂
Thank you so much, Imelda 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“Love, if I could persuade day and night….” this stanza is unbelievably beautiful and stands all on its own!💖
Thank you so much, Jane 😀 so glad you liked it ❤
The repetition works really well and adds to the magic and allure of the poem. Beautifully rendered.
Thank you so much, Chris 😀 so good to see you ❤