Places..Of The Heart

Places..Of The Heart/By Sami Khalil

A sad romance poem.

 

There lie...Places of the heart

Where orphaned words live domestic lives.

Neither fine fettles nor sacred texts dwell, except in postponed tomorrows.

Chaotic, perhaps, but the fleeting scenes

Are skillfully scripted among desultory

 apprehensions and frailty of echoes.

Intact, perhaps, but enough miswords can carry lovers’ diction down

The road of doltish broken heartedness, providing their own translations.

 

There lie…places of the heart

Where critics puzzle over the avant-garde of our blueness separations

 and recognitions of cherished memories.

Where strangers sleep through introductions and amble down the river banks of silence.

There, “being” is a mere concept exploring the voiced firsts of exhibits and undulations of images.

There lie…My heart and my fugitive soul

Waiting for you…My love!

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

Verbal art rife with strokes of stunningly poetic and decidedly unique lines. A dark, somewhat disturbing, landscape drawn amidst clouds of profound melancholia.
And yet, Sami, as so often typifies your work, there is, most assuredly, Hope.
Even the most faithless of Communists know: Love and Hope are fellow travelers.

[Pete]

this is a literary feast. the stage is set so articulately as it tiptoes and winds the reader ultimately into that place of longing love in the heart. you have a great talent for weaving words together in an amazing way which takes it to a whole other level. delightful.

[A.r. Bazian]

Ah, the places of the heart... Another beautiful piece!

[Manu]

Words are at their best when they are in your poetry, Sir. Places of heart have mystic essence in them...they have their own strange offerings and reasonings beyond mind's understanding.
Why and what become meaningless there.
Deep and heartfelt write :-)
Respect

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Smi Khalil,
"Places of the Heart" Expectations; we all have them, not always seen and many times simply ignored. Your poem here depicts the complex procecss of how a person deals with what is and is not real and what and how these things are dealt with. This is how it felt to me..........................Blessings as always........................Kathy

[ReedWrite]

I'm not sure which part of this poem I love most...okay...I love it all, but there are certain phrases that really smacked me across the face and said, "Oh, wow! Read that again...it is perfect!"

There lie...Places of the heart
Where orphaned words live domestic lives.
Neither fine fettles nor sacred texts dwell, except in postponed tomorrows.

...but enough miswords can carry lovers’ diction down
The road of doltish broken heartedness, providing their own translations.

There lie…My heart and my fugitive soul
Waiting for you…My love!

As Red Smith once said about writing, "You just open a vein and bleed." I'm sure that was a rewrite of Hemmingway's famous quote, but it is so very true. I have no idea what was in your heart and mind when you wrote this...but I perceive it as disillusionment over love...that in time our hearts retreat (or escape) to a place where we can no longer view life or love through rose-colored glasses. We see it through the distortion of painful experience...and it is there your heart now waits for your lover. I could be interpreting this all wrong...but that is the beauty of poetry, is it not? That penned words speak to each of us in different ways...we each hear it sung to a unique melody, and in that song, we relate and connect to the words. Thank you for posting this poem. I loved it.

[TrimarcoRansome]

Sami, did this poem bring inspiration from the great Frida? Her life, her story brings so much to tell from other artists...I love:
"There lie…places of the heart
Where critics puzzle over the avant-garde of our blueness separations
and recognitions of cherished memories.
Where strangers sleep through introductions and amble down the river banks of silence"

The only recognition that is important is the positive critics, the admirers and the lovers who sit up and take stock of the relevance, in the work that is presented before them is the essence of a creative and passionate soul.

[Tiana]

A very heartfelt write that moved me deeply ... Beautifully expressed, Sami ...

[Bonaventure Onuabuchi]

She will come to you soon once she reads these tears. Your dejection is clearly made felt.

[Anindita Janhabee]

Sir, as a poet, it seems like you have mastered in sad poems... Every sentence describes itself in a unique way. Good words used. "Some places in the heart always remain empty for the one who deserves the heart... No one else can take away that place, no matter how much better one is..."
Very good poem, sir...
Anindita : )