Hopeless Romantic

Lately I've been dreaming,
I wake up in the morning,still
somnolent,
drowsy from that beaming feeling,
hung over from that deep
entrapment...
Chivalry was mortalised,
buried by lust,deceit the poll bearer,
drugged before death by
materialism,
staked by polluted minds that
coaxed him nearer,
I dream of some anathema,
a feeling detested by non believers,
I will sing it like an anthem,
write an ode and sorround them.
I dream of flowers,gifts and
shakespeares sonnet:
Love is not love that alters,
when alteration finds.
I dream of a companion,
whose imperfections,and mine
amalgamate
to form an impenetrable ore
of understanding.
I dream of that lass,
who even pierces my heart to the
core
rents it to pieces,
but still i profess to love,
with the shatters.
I dream of a gift
countered by another from her
when i give,
a riposte
a feeling of a two way traffic
a feeling of security,
no frivolous dealings,no shift
abstract but alive
no obscurities,no mysteries..
no mortality.
I hope for love,
divine,pure,
sent from above.

Reviews

[Edmund S. Obumba]

love is a beautiful thing when pure and unequivocal.
thanks again Sivan..
im glad you liked it.

[sivan]

nice piece... like the positive outlook it portrays, the want for love regardless of past regrets or rather mistakes. pure love. untainted. i have that in my heart no matter that i lost the one i felt it for. this line is great
I dream of that lass,
who even pierces my heart to the
core
rents it to pieces,
but still i profess to love,
with the shatters.

[Edmund S. Obumba]

Thanks Thaddius!
Thank you for encouaging review.

[Thaddius]

I really enjoyed this! The short lines give it this vital, daydreaming passion. This part:

Love is not love that alters,
when alteration finds.
I dream of a companion,
whose imperfections,and mine
amalgamate
to form an impenetrable ore
of understanding.
I dream of that lass,
who even pierces my heart to the
core
rents it to pieces,
but still i profess to love,
with the shatters."

It's the strongest part in my opinion. Beautiful