Abstract Face Read Count : 8

Category : Poems

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If I could write a poem so daring and true

That would depict the subject of our love rightly

It would deviate from the limitations of speech

And remain too far for our intellect to grasp


Though the fingers that pierce the studied skin

And the lost eyes that gaze too often to count

Are all too awfully familiar to an experiencer of this platitude

Its words will remain, even to them, estranged


And so,

I consider then that maybe you are a stranger

And that I was never certain of love

I have come to know you through dubious interpretations

And now require to see a face


When taught of the first light you see at night

The closest rock mistaken for a flickering star

And how one looks at it and wander -

In the patterns of its countenance,

Her and his countenance -

What was meant to be universally understood

Is exactly what typified poetic notions

And the contrary is, perhaps only for now, incomprehensible


But still, the laborious wonder thrives

In most of us to say the very least

And whilst we try to explain them in lines

All of it stays beyond our reach


Maybe our hands are too short to touch

Its unstudied skin (we don't see its eyes);

The true depiction remains abstract

It is, perhaps for always, incomprehensible

 

And so,

If I could write a poem so daring and true

That would depict the subject of our love rightly

I would turn away from my pen's conceptual sheet

And wander in the patterns of your face.

Comments

  • Beautiful πŸ’œ

    Apr 25, 2019

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    Astounding πŸ¦‹The essence of poetry is Interpretation πŸ¦‹this is a great almost lyrical piece πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹πŸ¦‹

    Apr 25, 2019

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