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Sunday, November 15

Right Now




I wish you knew

Right now…

About these feelings of mine

About this painful thinking

For loving you

Oh! I could not bear for you

To see my soul

As it cries out

For your comforting arms

To surround and

With kisses smother it

Oh! How can I get rid

Of this sweet feeling

Right now…

If only it did not do this to me

If only I could take control of it again

You’ve done it

You’ve won

Right now…

This is the first time

In many a moon

I have cried

I don’t know why

Or do I?

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Dulce

19 comments:

steveroni said...

Dulce, I have a strong feeling you are describing again yourself. If so, I woud feel the same pain you experience. I cannot bear to see my friend in such turmoil.

Otherwise, your words are just too surely coming from the depths of your past, reaching up to the muse which is yours today. Anyway I look at it, this canvas you paint with such words is starkly beautiful.

LOVE and PEACE for you, Dulce

Anonymous said...

WOW this is POWERFUL!!
I feel this has happened to me, how one can love so deeply and not get it in return, when we are missing that someone, our soul cries, when i cried in those moments, I knew it would always be that way, with HIM
IT HURTS

GOSH u get inside my heart and soul
,love the photo to
sweet YOU

HUGS

Fireblossom said...

Uh huh. Like the Succubus in my poems yearning for Chloe, I have feelings for someone but they don't come back anymore. My tough luck.

Great poem, great picture!

Anonymous said...

Very nice poem. I think at one point in our life we all go through this at some point. Have a great Sunday :)

The Girl With The Mousy Hair said...

The pain of unrequited love does hurt so. This poem captures that moment so well.
I once laughed at the thought of dying of a broken heart but when it happens you realise how true that can be.

Nessa said...

Very touching poem.

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Anonymous said...

Attraction is the strongest thing in the world. Sometimes it's stronger than love. Not explainable, only able to be described by a poet.

Rikkij said...

Dulce-why would she wish to rid herself of sweet feeling? Crying is not a bad thing, not even for a languishing soul. Lovely write. ~rick

Sylvia said...

Oh, don't worry! You are a defeated winner "Is to think that you win in loosing" like my friend Camoes, whom you certainly know. Lovely sweet poetry! (I wish I knew how to write about Love like you do!) :)

Unknown said...

I have come to view tears as healing, each tear possessing a healing for my body, mind, soul. This is an amazing poem. The insight of the soul, the insight of the heart...thank you fore revealing your heart to us; it is a gift.
G

DreamDancer said...

Oh sweet Dulce, how I feel these longing words rip a hole right into my heart! To love someone so much, yet trying to smother it... painstaking.

Liam said...

Very, very, deep.

Calli said...

Very touching, very deep my sweet friend.
I know the very feelings you describe...the beauty of that love, the loss, the longing, and the return of those emotions that come again and again.

Wow, I can feel this one to my very core.

Margie said...

So moving!
So touching!

Go ahead and have a good cry dear!
it's so good for the soul!

Margie
XXX

Shadow said...

why would you want to hide love like this so beautiful???

Sherry said...

Echoing and powerful. And the last line? Brilliant.

LarryG said...

take your time sweet one,
wouldn't it be a pleasure to "eat you up" - haha
longings, yet knowing that we belong to life and that is bigger than everything...
hugs dear dulce - deep resonating hugs

LarryG said...

I think that is an Alabama expression, as they say "one minute I could just eat her up, the next minute I wish that I had" - haha!

dirtclustit said...

it's the woman in the photo. This woman's story I know. The 9 year year old isolated and alone the stranger mongst friends.

This image is of the healed women. You are reading what she feels. She is telling you of the difference between incomplete and nearly or completely healed.

Where'd you get the image Dulce?