The sun is shining
through torrential rain.
At the rainbow's end
a latter-day Adonis,
dark eyes flashing.
Entranced, I stare...
into emptiness.
Where am I in life?
I am lost.
Drowning in the pouring rain
that mingles with private tears.
Tasting salt on icy lips,
I think of a man.
He
spurns my love, crushing my Soul.
Who is to blame?
Ah, the insubstantial dream.
Drenched and bedraggled,
the pain cuts far too deep.
The rain is cold
and frozen his heart
whose compassion I fail to reach.
Oh what joy to thaw that heart!
Forget him!
Please Gracious Lady
let me forget him.
Falling asleep
I dream
of dark eyes flashing.
For a glorious instant
I touch his essence:
writhing in rapture,
Heavenly bliss!
Intense is the agony as I awake
to find myself alone.
Weary of chasing shadows,
I take a tangible love.
But in a hot embrace, I find
I'm screaming for the ice
and that tousled hair, black as night
and a single sullen stare.
Oh how my female passions aroused
are craving him, body and Soul
and those sensuous dark eyes flashing,
whose gaze I cannot meet,
lest into a whirlpool I be sucked
and swallowed by the sea.
Yearning to be lost
forever in his tears.
Tasting salt on waiting lips,
I'd give him all of me...
But
face the truth:
my love he must abhor.
Within his silence lies the proof -
to him I'm less than nought.
Wandering through the ruins
of a castle made of air,
searching for a rainbow
that simply isn't there.
Whilst dying of a broken heart,
they ask the truth of me:
"Why do you weep so endlessly...
Why can't your heart be free?"
No answer can I give them
to this suffering inside.
But
gazing through yon window,
I whisper my reply:
"The sun is shining
through torrential rain..."
whew. felt piece....the suffering of being in love with a dream we have no way of finding...we can not give up hope though for what will we have left at that point...and when we try to replace him with another it still does not sate the hunger....
ReplyDeletethat said, we might actually see some sun today...it will be good...i need to feel it...its been so cold...ha...
Your understanding is so appreciated Brian.
ReplyDeleteOh how we suffer for love at some time in our lives eh? *smiles*
You and I both...we've had nothing but rain for so long that I can no longer remember what the sun looks like!! :)
The pain of a broken heart is the most "real" pain on earth...but the great thing is the heart is the most resilient organ in the body :)
ReplyDeleteYou are so right Keith.
ReplyDeleteI wrote this from the viewpoint of Isobel Linton in "Wuthering Heights" at the time she fell madly into love unrequited with Heathcliffe...her suffering almost had me in very real tears!! *smiles*
Sorry Keith...meant "Isabella", not Isobel.
DeleteMust be Friday madness!! :)
This is fantastic. This suffering has to have been felt or still is. I read this feeling the pain being expressed. I love the ending..
ReplyDeleteSo glad you liked this Anthony...I am such a huge fan of Wuthering Heights...so like to explore what I imagine to be the inner thoughts of all the characters.
DeleteMany thanks:)
"The sun is shining
ReplyDeletethrough torrential rain..."
I love the end.
So glad you like this Boris.
DeleteMany thanks:)
This should be set to music, a ballad. If i were a musician, for sure i'd compose something for this. It reminds me of "These Dreams" by Heart and "Seven Wonders" by Fleetwood Mac and sung by Stevie Nicks...("I'll make a path to the rainbow's end").
ReplyDeleteThis line just POPS: "Oh what joy to thaw that heart!"
This too: "Why do you weep so endlessly..."
:)
Oh to possess the talent to write music!
DeleteIt must be wonderful to be able to set words to music...to give imagination it's own voice.
Sadly, I am tone deaf!!
Thank you so much TUG:)
In my mind I am standing up applauding and crying along...what a marvelous poet-writer-philosopher-artist you are, I'm in awe...
ReplyDeleteOh Lorraine...I am genuinely humbled by your words.
DeleteYou are so kind...and I am left speechless...
Thank you...so, so much.
Hugs xxx
Two threads trigger off emotions in your beautiful poem: the title, rainbow's end, and the sun shining. Maybe because we've had so much rain in January, maybe because this winter has not been a proper winter your poem touched me. Many thanks.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
I know what you mean...rain...rain...everywhere you look!
DeleteHas certainly been a peculiar January this year.
Many thanks :)
PS Hope you are feeling better today...
Your poem is so emotional! I can feel what you have written! Truly fantastic!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...I really appreciate that.:)
DeleteOh I was so moved by this poem! Wuthering Heights is also my favourite!
ReplyDeleteYou do it such justice! You are really a very talented writer Ygraine :)
You are so kind Rose...thank you from the heart! :)
DeleteWow!, one of your most moving poems, dear Ygrayne. So sad, but full of hope.
ReplyDeleteI especially like these four beautiful lines:
Yearning to be lost
forever in his tears.
Tasting salt on waiting lips,
I'd give him all of me...
Tagore came to my mind: If by night you cry because the sun has gone, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.
I would like listening to Loreena McKennitt singing your poem.
A hug.
Oh thank you Dulcina...you are so kind.
DeleteI have never heard Loreena sing, but that is about to change.
I will look her up on Google shortly.
I am intrigued!
Hugs xxx
Thank you so much, Rajiv!
ReplyDeleteSo good to hear from you :)