An Ordinary Poem On Love

I write so much on so many things. Relationships is a recurrent topic, as I traverse myriad emotions. Because of them my heart and my mind are my poetry labs, and I'm never bereft of things to write about. And I'm amazed at the discoveries. Day in day out I find new ways in which I can hurt - and get hurt. There are old fault lines which never get repaired, and fresh wounds which find their way into scars.

 

Its facetious to say this is the cost of being in love, the price one pays to be vulnerable and open to both bliss and hurt.

 

Because much more than being, love is a realisation.

 

Because beyond its craggy transversion, it's a discovery of all the good residing in us, things we didn't know about ourselves, the essential purity which actually defines us. Beyond the drudgery, jaggedness,and angularity - which often becomes our character's annotation - lies the still clear water of shadows and sunlight, the beauty of which even we don't realize until the clear sight of love discovers it.

 

Because at the bottom of it, love is action. It is giving beyond our urgencies, our insipidity, our masquerade : love is the only emotion allowed entry into our fears, our secrets, our failures, the essence of us.

 

The dawning of this, with the advent of love, is to find the treasure each one of us really is.

If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on loss and desolation  - 

• Grief Strikes Where Loves Struck First
• Letting Go (because I'm alive)
• The Things We Become When We Leave

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Get in touch with me on uncutpoetrynow@gmail.com

 

The details of the music used in this episode are as follows -

Positano by Otis Galloway