hey love
the last dregs of daylight are lifting from the water
so release your body from the dimmed pool and
distil yourself into the air again
i know it’s cold, but at least
you are breathing once more
i’ll set the table for two, so then we can sit
eat, and forget
we are waiting for another
there is a new duvet on the bed, sleep now
love, why do you always come home broken?
let it be known that we are patching things up
only how we know best, hammers in our mouths
nails in our words
i read the voice in my mind hoarse
but o, how it aches to be so young
to be the colour of dawn breaking
all that i am loved by and
all that i love
running parallel
say you’re still fighting, say it like you still want it
how dare you near the finish line andante
how dare you ask for love while he still holds you close
i want to forget everything about you, save
how alive you made me feel that november evening
hey love, aren’t we all a little messy at times?
ask to love me again someday, tell me
it will all be different,
i want it to be different
when i drew myself back
it wasn’t because i wanted you to grow wings
but because…
love, maybe i can find the words for it someday
for now, buy me a notebook from every city you visit
i will write all about it one day
i will tell you a story so long
there won’t be enough places on earth for it
your poetry is so so beautiful
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Aw thank you Emily! xx
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Wonderful!
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Thank you Aaron! x
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This is truly beautiful
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Thank you so much 🙂
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You’re welcome
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Awesome blog, lovely poem. I just had to like and follow. Anyways, thanks for liking my recent post The Shining Sun, really appreciate the support.
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Thank you!
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Your poetry had me looking up “scheherazade” to find out its meaning and significance. Well done!
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Aw, thank you! Hope you learnt something 🙂
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This is so amazing! I love the imagery and emotion you portray, it’s bittersweet and tells a magnificent story!
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Thank you so much! What a lovely comment ahh xx
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You write beautifully – I relate to the ending very much…the feeling there would not be enough paper and ink and time to really tell it all.
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Exactly! Thank you so much for this x
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I like the way that you have blended the mixed emotions all the way through the poem 🙂
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Oh, thank you so much David! 🙂
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Very strong and eloquent pen…
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Ahh thank you for this! xx
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Beautiful Poem. Well written Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thank you!
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That was heart-shatteringly beautiful. Funny how we see beauty in despair when it’s couched in the prettiness of poetry, yet do everything in our power to avoid the experience of it in life; when the pen has been set down.
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Yes, I completely agree! What a great way to put it x
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tears in my eyes. wow.
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This means a lot – thank you
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Different thoughts each time of reading. Thank you.
Gwen.
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Thank you Gwen! 💖
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