Coldburns

Seeking warmth to fill void gone wrong.

Of havens established in hell;
their blistering sheen blankets
over heart in longing,
still cold and untouched.
Bereft

Author's Note

This is so raw, parts of it I don't understand from what part of me did this come from, but I can only guess because they are parts that made me so desperate to seek love that I bridged myself to hell then burned it to never be able to return, all for the filling the void and my wailing longings.

Reviews

[DIVYA]

This read to me like a garden of hope planted on a barren field of despair. Going deeper, it speaks to me of hoping against hope that love comes to live in a cold and empty place and thus a heaven built upon the hell realizes its joy and bliss. The impossibility of such a longing touches me and that's what I love about this poem. Our words are so amazing, emerging from such unknown crypts of us. This writing is magical.

[Poetic_Vixen]

Yes, indeed, it's very magical how unspoken depths of our being feel the need to vent poetically sometimes, and I cherish those times a lot being ause those poems turn out to be something I keep marvelling upon.

You caught upon the right hints of these few lines, I was able to feel their link, even though I just noticed my auto-correct changed the word 'havens' into 'heavens' I corrected just now, this review really means a lot Divya.

This clumsy friend regards your words high, have a lovely day ❤️

[Marie]

There is an empty space within us which begs for attention and has a deep longing to be filled with acceptance and love. In the race of life, we are so busy taking care of everybody else, our own needs fall by the wayside of hell. It's like having one leg in heaven and another in hell. Getting the leg out of hell has to take priority if that longing is to be fulfilled and it is only then that the bone chilling cold will be evicted and the warmth of love will ensure it never returns. Please forgive me for my interpretation of your amazing write, dear P.V. It comes from so deep within, I feel like a mountaineer trying to descend from a very high mountain into that place within, but think I got stuck a long way up. That is the only way I can describe what I feel and again, I ask your kind forgiveness, dear P.V. It is amazing how you have enveloped so much in depth meaning in so few words! A succinct and moving write. Thank you for sharing, dear poetess...

[Poetic_Vixen]

I'd rather not have you ask for forgiveness for your review has given this poem a new depth which it still is akin to, I can't relate enough with your idea of having both foot stuck in places we can't get it out from because at this point I feel our spiritual being is so much higher than to latch on to leisurely sensations and then lead into their consequences, I hope I'm getting it right, but I'm liking this chaos of new perspective I'm brewing with your review and mine.

Also, I love how you abbreviated my name as PV and I like it a lot, sending you a lot of warmth Marie ❤️

[Marie]

Thank you so v---e---r---y much, dear P.V. Return warmth to you also, dear poetess...