Love, where are you?
Love,
where do you bloom, unseen?
Have you become absorbed
in a world, where I do not belong.
Once, when I sat upon your shores,
lost in the depth of infatuation,
I held you tightly in
the palms of my hands,
hoping promises of 'forever'
would not only be words
but you evaporated like a
cloud in the darkest night,
abandoning me within the
realms of recycled emotions.
I had read about you in poetry,
so I wrote a few verses to honour you,
portrayed your grace through artistry,
so I could gaze at your soft pastels,
yet, here I remain
devoid of your devotion.
Now I ponder,
from all the beloveds and
all the versions of love -
which one is for me?
Must I,
search for you among mountains,
or sandcastles upon abandoned islands.
Is there path I must seek,
is there a guide that I can follow.
Must you,
veil yourself behind metaphors,
whilst fusing through musical musings,
frustrating through lyrics,
still unheard to my soul.
I wonder
if you are only true in fairy tales.
And in your betrayal,
if the world really knew you,
would they still yearn for your complexities.
If only there was a marketplace,
where I could barter and
purchase you for a fair price
but when has love ever been equal.
The horizons keep mimicking romance
and I hope those who follow the moon,
can eternally dance under its moonlight,
but every night there is a hidden
solitary star sparkling all on its own.
My heart fluctuates between
new sunrises and old sunsets,
hoping love will wait for me,
before my spirit fades,
so, I can have a love,
which I can call my own.
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