I woke up to darkness today. Quite literally. It was raining heavily this morning, and the entire day has been pretty dark and moody. I can’t say I hate it. I really do love moody weather. But I did equate it to the warmth of someone you love being gone for whatever reason. It feels like when you’ve lost someone, the lights have gone out, and the sun is never going to rise ever again. That sounds pretty dramatic, but trust me. Been there, done that! Now, we move.
This poem was written to mimic the hopelessness and the stuttering, begging desperation that comes with asking someone to just stay because you can’t imagine how you can go on without them. I wrote this poem in broken lines because when you’re trying to keep yourself together, your thoughts are just as broken and they come out in short sentences. And I also wanted to add how in spite of everything, sometimes we’re just too stubborn to give up, and we hold on to hope. It’s not really a fun fact or anything, but I think it’s cool that I could incorporate something like that in a poem.
Anyway, I didn’t really want to sit and do research for today’s NaPoWriMo prompt because I’ve got a lot going on here. I pulled out this poem from my drafts, polished it up a little, and decided it could go up for the day! It might have never seen the light of day if it weren’t for the fact that I didn’t have the energy to think of something prompt-related today. Not in the sense that I don’t like this poem, of course, but it’s just too moody, and let’s be real: nobody likes to be bummed out like that.
But since we’re here already, you can read this poem, I guess.
Happy reading! Xx
Light of my life,
My dearest love,
The Sun hasn’t shone once since you left,
Grief cuts through me with every breath,
Every memory, a wound in my flesh,
Every waking moment, a wish for death.
The Sun is gone,
And and I am left in darkness,
In icy depths, weighed down
I endlessly drown,
No orbit, no day, nor any night,
Can there be day without light?
My love,
Hear my cries,
Hear my pain,
Hear me.
But you did, didn’t you?
Right before you left me.
The Sun is gone,
But embers glow, a faintest spark,
A hidden fire within the dark.
Hope flickers, a fragile flame,
A promise whispered in your name.
My love,
I hear your call,
A guiding light,
Through shadows tall.
Though tears may fall, and night persists,
I’ll rise again, with love as my tryst.
~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.
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Be back soon with another poem!
Cheerio! Xx
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