Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Love Lost

What is this that lingers
in the pit of my heart
like an unblossomed flower
it reaches to the sky for its
individuality
to be revealed.
Uncovering each naked petal
like a vibrant being- so full
so bold in its claim upon this planet
yet fragile to the stem
and brittle in the wind.

What is this which suffers
quietly in isolation
true in its voice but almost never heard
like a distant echo
forgotten
to your own understanding
of why you are living as the person
you are. And if you could,
who you would be.
this undoing of your barren determination-
doesn't it make your stomach turn
to realize you have only
lived for others and not
yourself

What is this it believes
in the broken heart you thought
would never mend.
buried a mile deep in emotions
that could have left you forever
but didn't.
giving credence to your thick wall
of disposition. it resides intimately,
ultimately
in the clutches of your small hands
almost barely out of reach. but
do you see it
when it counts. or do you neglect
the truth of your existence.

Will you blossom
will you suffer
will you believe
too?






2 comments:

Scheherazade said...

This is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing.

Jan WordWizard said...

Thank you for your kind words.

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