“I didn’t mean it”
she whispered,
“but it was sinister”.
“just for that moment”
she argued further.
but he didn’t turn.
Sarcasm was content,
doubts danced around.
Love lost another game –
her goodness forgotten
for the night; at least.
—
Margo asked us to explore emotions and I wanted to express one dark moment when my doubts did make me almost lose a friend. Also , linked to Trifecta for the first time ( I can’t believe I did finish this in 33 + words)
how as a kid
we learned of seasons,
food , clothes and sports –
different for each one;
until science created for us
all-round-the-year stuff
and stretched some seasons
into others;
natural it isn’t, nor so it feels,
with seasonal out of fashion,
everything seems so routine.
Margo asked us to use a summer image for poetry. and sadly I could not think of any distinct summer image. while snow makes it obvious winter symbol , what do summers bring us except heat and lot of sun ? considering the pollution and decreasing forest areas , do we really witness that long winter ? or the harsh winds last long ? and thats why this post.
Also linked to Monday Melting
And I thought I could not live through the pain
of losing first the people,
better to death i said once in rage;
losing people and then the things
that reminded me of those gone,
that was bound to hurt,and a lot.
what would have held my tears better
But the void i feared did not hurt,
memories flooded it like warm blood,
pain was numbing , tears all dry,
words were lost and so was a part of me.
lost things never hurt more than people
there was no desperate attempts
to restore any of that , any time
the things i mean, not relations
as if you alone could make them work
the emptiness hardened the heart
more than the people who stepped over it..
—
This was a response to Tuesday Tryout : Poem on things meaningful to you . Last month my laptop got formatted by mistake and I lost all my poetry , music , movies , pictures and what all .. And that emptiness still lives in my heart but strangely , it did not hurt any day , I never thought about it until i read the prompt.
Also submitted to dVrse Poets pub