Her Last Inscription

To love you again and again….

She’s truly honest
In her honest prayers …
Though within her unspeakable despair
And impossibility,
She couldn’t go away far;
But always come back quite inevitably …

All frailties alone cast upon
Her feeble hope that always exits;
Her nature reigns upon her own soul …
She holds on to her faith; yet so unfair her torments,
Make the despair ever greater
Widening her tears itself betwixt,
She watches feebly all souls’ cruel wits …

Impossibility goes not to heaven
Like a weak and an easy prey;
Thinking is not same as knowing,
So at her best, she spends in praying,
Trusting each and everyday.
At times, she tries to cease time
But not her endless pray ….

(Whatever you wish:
You know that you know
But know you not;
Truth is her lord
And always you shall be;
‘My dear, (she whispers)
I’ll serve what you deserve,
Even if you talk
So ungratefully.
:Whenever you wish)

The injustice rankles yet
More often loving comes to her aid.
It is always worth keeping,
Her emotion that rises and trips away springs;
For the sake of her truth, she brings
The words that breathe a reason
Scaring the unfinished conversation even with self …

Though her skies are too dark (at the moment)
With flowers in odor and in hue in sight,
Now she excludes all and wanders through the night …
Being more calm and bright,
Letting all her doubts, thoughts and emotions pass by
To enter the heaven, the endless light,

Lastly, she takes her flight.

So long, she loved at her best,
A bittersweet farewell to her dear is the rest …
She writes her last inscription just to let you in,
‘Please don’t hurt my soulful prayers,
Forgive my selfish tears ….
As I would take rebirth in this world,
With my passion for you
Deep, and fully blooming
And quivers with bliss.’

Above, a bit complex verses, though I think it’s fine …

In a poem I usually use whatever can be called the melody long before I have reached an understanding of all that it might mean. Sometimes I think I can use that to my hearts’ fullness and other time I feel that it’s unfinished yet again conveying the emotions which convince me to love it as it is …
To me, poetry attracts when only emotions endures ….

What aspects of poetry attracts you the most?

48 thoughts on “Her Last Inscription”

  3. The poem beautifully captures the struggle between honesty, despair, and faith. It’s evident that emotions are at the core of your poetry, making it compelling and relatable. The way you blend words to create a melody is truly captivating. Your focus on conveying emotions is what resonates most in your work. Keep embracing that power to connect through your verses❤❤❤❤

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    2. I’m very grateful for your compliment…
It shows that you really respect the poem you have read whether it is conveying the emotions, or creating the melody, or just expressing the feelings – you’ve a talent to appreciate others’ art/ creative works/ writings…
      I appreciate that.
      
Shanky,
      Thank you so much.
      Stay blessed …
🤲✨♥️

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  4. Do you know the story of Michelangelo Buonarroti (1475-1564) when he finished the statue of “Moyses”, he struck his sculpture on the forehead with a chisel exclaimed: “Parla!”

    The artist is absorbed by his art, which exceeds him.

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      4. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.
        – Albert Einstein

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        “Imagination is an experimental partition of the mind used to develop theories and ideas based on functions. Taking objects from real perceptions, the imagination uses complex if-functions that involve both Semantic and Episodic memory to develop new or revised ideas. This part of the mind helps develop better and easier ways to accomplish old and new tasks.”
        Wikipedia

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    1. Your comments are always so interesting.
      It’s hard for me to understand sometimes. I’m sorry for that. But I do appreciate you being here.

      Everything is magical.

      Take care.
      ✨🤲♥️

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      1. cos i m odd and unlike our vietnamese friend we all too well know that there is nothing magic about translation. warm wishes and highest hope for your happiness to day tho.

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      4. There’s always magic lost in the translation because if it comes from the heart, whether it’s cynical or a bit pessimistic, it’s from the the root that no one ever sees but I feel it. Bless your your and the courage it took for you to be odd. Who wants to be normal?

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