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An Ode To the Pain of Human Hearts

I lay awake in my soft silk staring into the empty space that seemed to fill in my pounding heart. what eyes hath the power to seep through the brick of skin and cup my emptiness, to live, to dwell, oh, to love forever inside. what am I, yet a powerless woman who dream to hold the starry night in her womb, every star is another world Lying undiscovered as pieces of my love hath scattered to somewhere deep and dark... lost is it? oh, what is that unusual rhythm a flawless rhyme of footsteps steeping down my path who dare to walk unaided with fearless chest and powerless jealousy, who posses the lost piece of my puzzle who embark upon this courageous journey to see me and to hold me or just greedily want to love me. what is that apparition my eyes fear to form? once carved by the mighty lord had he placed a part of me in it? for I realize a fulfillment and a destined power in him, I see what I found in myself Oh, that emptiness! I had fallen into the drama of the light where raised curtains of fate beheld something that I searched in those bottomless eyes of my stranger that cried like a raging ocean holding onto the sandy shores, I own. But, tell me all the gods man had imagined, tell me all the corals the hidden rubies and diamonds somewhere deep in the embrace of the soil, tell me the raining sky, the power of light, tell me the eternal flame, when , for that single moment I closed my lids to shed the endless drops of contentment when in that split second, God... have you taketh away my filled vase my wholeness my cherished tale of freedom... and why if you had known that this is not reality but a reflection of someone so pure never born, never lived, you had given me the power to dream you had given me the secret of joy and took away at the smallest ease the strength of my soul, My love. Or had it been a flicker of laughter to your ears when I still search for the lost part of me in the unending branches of the brown trees and in the bottomless blue ocean for that intimate stranger... for his shadow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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