“Everything I Treasure” – Nayana Nair

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There is a kind of happiness
that eludes me,
a kind of fear that
grips me in my sleep,
a kiss that makes me fear
losing
everything I shouldn’t treasure.
A person who kills me every second by loving me,
by giving up his hollow self to my hungry mouth.
A person whose sadness,
only sadness is mine.
A person who has loved too much,
been hurt too much,
who now substitutes pity, anger, jealousy, and need
in place of true love
(what is true love anyway?).
I remain awake trying to make this equation work
(what is true love anyway?).
I weigh my heart against yours and I realize
what a waning moon feels like.
I collect such new feelings without blaming you
(what is true love anyway?).
All my treasures are feelings I would accept
only by your hands,
however cruel and hurtful they may be.

5 Comments

    1. Thanks dear πŸ™‚ Glad you liked my poem. πŸ™‚
      The art that accompanies the poem is not actually mine. I came across it randomly at sometimes and thought it would suit this poem later. (Actually none of the images on my blog are mine) Sadly I am not as gifted when it comes to art. Really jealous of the mind and skill of the people who have that talent though πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€ But it is indeed a very beautiful work of art πŸ™‚

    1. Thank you so much dear πŸ™‚
      Really glad that you liked it πŸ™‚ Means a lot πŸ™‚

      True love is something we all try to define in our ways. But maybe all the definitions and rules are nothing but only one version of what love can be. Maybe not defining it, just trying to let love flow from our hearts would be first step to a love made of our sincerity.
      I am really glad that you loved that line πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€

      Have a nice day ahead dear πŸ™‚

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