Thursday, October 23, 2014

Zone beyond Words

There should be a zone beyond words -
a space beyond fences of bruised little selves
no trenches of guilt
no papers to settle the scores you'd kept
nor even baggage of problems unsolved.

A zone beyond words
where desire will dance
with rhythms of our hearts
and breathe in an ecstasy of limbs.

A zone beyond words
where lips that would kiss would part for no words
and the script of our eyes would clearly suffice
for a rhapsody of light in our tides.

15 comments:

Old Egg said...

How can you measure love, when all you need is to be engulfed?

Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene) said...

wonderful expression of words that paint a wonderful piece of art without too many brush strokes.

lovely write, mi amigo

Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) said...

Exquisite use of language and images up to the killer last two lines. Kudos!

Vandana Sharma said...

When speaking through eyes, words aren't needed.

Brian Miller said...

it is there...there is that place where no words are needed and the love finds its own way to communicate....uaully reserved for a much more mature love...smiles.

Mary said...

I like what you did with this concept. Sometimes words are secondary to the workings of the heart.

Jyotsna Bhatia said...

Beautiful.

brudberg said...

Yes words can be light as nothing... a single glance or a kiss speaks much louder.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You have used such beautiful language here, which transports the reader to the very plane you write about......very lovely, Abin. I especially like the "bruised little selves".

Gen Giggles said...

I really like this poem. Such a flow and vibrant ending.

Susan said...

Lovely: wish, repetition, what to have there and what to leave out. Perfect!

Nicholas said...

I guess there should be a zone where all things are smooth and forgiven. Lovely poem, I can connect with it.


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ZQ said...

Sweet!
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Anonymous said...

Visceral and emotive. Poetry somehow lingers on the edge of that zone, I think. Beautifully woven.

Laura Maria said...

Your word choice really made this poem. Great job!