What does love say when
the glass heart shatters
inside its fragile frame,
collapses
energy,
so tired from
holding on
to hollow spaces,
and angular wages
awaiting love’s return?
What does love say when the release
valve on the instapot pops
open because the pressures inside are
making diamonds from
charred wishes
that were soaked in red wine, then burned?
What does love say when ears
are too sensitive to sound, tears
burn the face
heat boils the blood,
white light at night
blinds the sight,
starving sleep?
What does love say, when the last
breath is waiting on the verge of
a biopsy’s precipice, and the
colors are always strange
because weirdness is
a non-stop and confusing limitation,
blocking any straightforward and
sensible path?
What does love say about
the absurdity of a peculiar
dystopia where entertainment
is valued higher than peace and
slowing down, and just the matrix has become
too much to bear?
What does love say about a world with
fleeting love?
Keep going, make more, hold on.
Breathe.
Fiesta Estrellas 
Very poignant verse Ka. I hope you are not facing so many challenges and questions in your life as this verse. 🙏
Thanks Brad. It will be okay. 👍 💗
a heart wrenching write. I feel teary. This really got to me. I know how it feels when love is unkind or cheats. It’s terrible. You wrote all of that .. here in this heart touching verse. It’s a beautifully crafted poem full of anguish.
Thanks Yassy, poetry really is the best. Big hugs 🤗
You are welcome, Ka. Poetry is cathartic. It’s my therapy. 🤗❤️😘 reading yours is rejuvenation ❤️
👏🙂 I feel the same when I read yours! It’s also a privilege to read it. I think the stirrings of the pen are so marvelous where the sole task is to let it flow. Thank you dear friend!
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Yes, keep holding on, knowing that the more love we ourselves give, the more others will eventually feel it.
It’s a beautiful yet poignant poem . I know days like this, but we get through them with the love others give us. ❤️
Your words are like balm. Thank you so very much for connecting with me and this poem. **The love we give ourselves**. Thank you for highlighting that! This love for ourselves is the closest touch we have in a world where clinging only renders us empty. Thank you for your love, dear friend. 💗 Sending hugs with appreciation.
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Love will say it is ever waiting Ka, even if our doubts deny it. It will always be there. A beautiful verse, and a courage dared say it, and a hope that candle in the night 🤗❤️🙏
Your powerful insight into the courage required to speak 🗣️ of all
things under the sun, that need to come from out of the shadows, live in a poem and be led by that hopeful candle 🕯️ is so promising; for you have walked this path as ever we all know it. Love is waiting. Thank you, Mark! May you be feeling that love that is ever patient, reading and full of promise for better outcomes beyond all doubts.
It is a powerful thing when we finally see a purpose in something seemingly random and difficult in its experiences. But in its beauty it speaks to us until it is shown to be that perfection in all we do. Thank you Ka, may it speak as only it can 🤗❤️🙏
Beautiful Ka! 🩷The strength of love will always dissolve our passing pain and feelings. 🥰
Yes, Karen! I am grateful we have love to return to, even when we are empty, even when it’s dark, and when reaching demonstrates that there’s nowhere to cling. Blessings and appreciation for you! 🤗🌸 May we continue to realize that beauty is everflowing.
This is so real. I think love also says, rest. Rest well…. and breathe some more. Sending gentle hugs.
The invitation to breathe some more is quite welcome. Hugs and love. I appreciate your gentle touch. Thank you! 🙏🏻
You’re very welcome. The invitation to breathe comes back to me now and is welcome!
And we can keep the “volley” going. 🙂 Breathe and breaths. Trees and air. Inhaling and exhaling the space that is here 🙂
Yes! Trees and breathing – a perfect design if we’d just go with it.
Loving the relatability of this poem! Beautiful piece. ❣️
Thank you so much, Layla. That means so much coming from your beautiful, poetic voice! 🌸🌺
Your poetry blows me away, Ka. This is stunning. I just love your imagery: “the pressures inside are / making diamonds from / charred wishes” Phew. And of course, the message at the end is a deep breath after all the struggles. Beautiful, my friend.
Grateful, 🥹, thank you dear friend! I am coming alive in some ways, new inventory is showing up on my shelves full of colorful sensation, emotion, and poetic delivery. 🚚 📦
The explorer in me is awakening and expressing more through bravery 🏹 thank you for the inspiration of your comment. Now, I shall have to sort out my seasons, or allow the dew of morning to lift from my eyes. 😂. Have a wonderful, cheery week! 💗🤗
I always know that your poetry will life my spirits. 🙂
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