A quiet rust

A quiet rust

A Poem by Ana B.

Its war inside…a quiet one at that.

Raging, exploding, collapsing the world…

But the heartbeat is uneventful, ridiculously flat,

Because those grenades are far from being hurled.

 

Smiles cured by the dying evening,

Shine brighter than the stars,

Desperately trying to mask the lack of meaning

To this tiring, lengthy, somehow charming farce.

 

And what is the weight of the soul…

Lighter than the kiss of fate yet heavier than a sigh

Digging up some heaven in the infinite hole

Carefully designed and promised by the dreamsky.

Yet I will never know -

Am I falling in or out of this show?

 

 

  

 

 

 

© 2023 Ana B.


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Decisions, decisions... or in another time's frame -
"Which way do I go George, which way do I go?"

Life has this way of "Imperative"
and it's always NOW!
Though later we see "NOW" meant
well, not yet, it's ok
you need to work/talk it through
with yourself first... but -
OH, you did/said what?!?
Well that was ok -
oh it was/wasn't or not enough
or too much, too little, too late...
always too ...something.
But life DEMANDS -
and damn, we acquiesce.

Chris

Sigh,

Posted 8 Months Ago


Ana B.

8 Months Ago

An impactful pause my dear. Words to be savoured.
Thank you for pausing here :)
Your writing - complete with artwork and music, seems to beckon self into the where she wants to be Because, the hull of self is gradually falling apart, yet she yearns for the loveliest of all creations to make her feel whole. Perhaps?

Have read four times because, surely, there is more to understand than meets the eye.. Ana B.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Ana B.

8 Months Ago

Love your interpretation of this Emma! You always have such original views on things, I love it :)read more
Such an intelligent and beautiful write. Those inner wars need to be quelled somehow. Yes a relevant piece in both a personal and wider context. Good to read you Ana.

Chris

Posted 8 Months Ago


Ana B.

8 Months Ago

Thank you very much for stopping by dear Chris :)
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Lovely sad words. I'm glad I stopped by.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Ana B.

8 Months Ago

Thank you dear Emily :)
An appropriate piece for the times we find ourselves in. And the truth is, we have to stop the wars within if we are ever to stop the wars beyond. Wonderfully rhymed and written Ana.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Ana B.

8 Months Ago

Thank you very much for stopping here Will :)
This one has an existential sound to it, as the speaker seems to be baffled by the apparent meaninglessness of life. In fact, the war imagery in the first verse hints that quite a struggle is taking place. There is an outright rejection of the conventional religious reassurances, but at the end there is almost a pleading for answers. Of course, there are none except those that seem most likely to us.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ana B.

9 Months Ago

Love your interpretation of this, John. Thank you very much for dropping by :)
Well written poem , the wars we fight within are the hsrdest

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ana B.

9 Months Ago

Very true. Thank you D. Mansfield :)
I am intrigued by the contradictions of a quiet war with in that raging, exploding, collapsing the world. But as a metaphor it sounds like the protagonist is in a relationship that they have become indifferent to but they are not ready to fire the first salvo. A tale told in a well formed rhyming verse. Love the painting.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ana B.

9 Months Ago

Indeed, indifference comes naturally if you've been tired long enough about a situation.
Than.. read more
I can't help but think of the wars exploding all over the globe...and the poet who just wants peace in her space....and love to conquer the forces that feel the need to terrorize, pillage and destroy.
j.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ana B.

9 Months Ago

Indeed, peace is one of the many things our community is lacking unfortunately....sadly, it was alwa.. read more
Sincerity, whole hearted commitment is what is required for love to blossom and flourish, anything less and the flower will never reach maturity...

Marvellous metaphor magic in heartfelt words!

Posted 9 Months Ago


Ana B.

9 Months Ago

Thank you very much for the generous words dear Tom :)

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