Love – Beyond My Tattered Wings

At the rear of that flimsy veil,
Beneath tiny quarters of envy and ire,
By the gates of my heart, resides Love;
Fragile and ductile.
Fearful of aborted aspirations,
Tending the tattered wings,
Hopeful of a different sky;
Unscathed and free,
Love shall color my heart with glee.
Beyond those smoky eyes,
Which turn into your muse
On dewy mornings,
Are scores of emotions;
Unassuaged and unfelt.
I ask back the curves of my lips,
From the sunshine of bygones
And unwind lost renditions,
With staccato notes.
Unveil the little door of my heart,
Let love color the town yellow
In nuggets and portions,
Un-promise to remain the fiery shadow
From dimensions of past;
Cheerless and subdued.
Linking with Poets United midweek Motif ~ Love

 

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  1. Gosh! I feel your poem asks the heart to come back together in all its strength:
    “I ask back the curves of my lips,
    From the sunshine of bygones
    And unwind lost renditions,
    With staccato notes.
    Unveil the little door of my heart . . . ”
    So I was surprised at “cheerless and subdued” until I remember the sense of defeat that comes at times when I found myself without what I desired. Oh, an amazing poem! (I may have read it wrong, I know.)

    • Thanks a lot Susan. Yes, “Cheerless and subdued” refers to the unfulfilled desires of the past and the heart wants to overcome those feelings. You got it right. 🙂

  2. Beautifully written. I see the poem as faith, hopeful waiting for the sunshine and bright days for they were there and will come back. The cloudy days of the past hints otherwise, but the heart. It doesn’t stop yearning. Ever.
    (Hoping that I got it right. However, from what I got, I find it beautiful. Let me know if this wasn’t the intent. Would want to know the poetic intention)
    Cheers Dipanwita 🙂

    • You got it 100% right Shashank. Yes, the heart doesn’t ever stop yearning and it shouldn’t. At the same time, it should also leave the baggage of past behind to start lighter and happier. all over again.

      Thank you 🙂

  3. Touched….”Fragile and ductile”….”Beyond those smokey eyes”….beautifully written…still love remained unanswered…

    • Love… the strongest emotion any heart experiences…. And unrequited love is the most painful and remains etched in the hearts for the longest of times. No amount of words can describe the pain nor comfort it…