(Picture Credits: BethanyMillersArt)
Amass mournful faces,
Amass a thousand tears,
Have you forgotten
that you haven’t smiled in years?
Amid caring about their sadness,
you’ve stopped attending your own.
Why have you become so careless,
can’t you see; your happiness is all gone?
They may be mad,
They may be very sad.
You’ll begin ignoring your own pains,
this is something I always feared.
In the middle of consoling them;
you forget to wipe your own tears.
What did you do for yourself
except enjoying lone late night beers.
It’s not that you spend nights cuddling,
waking up happy as ever.
I know you had been crying all night,
woke up with eyes far heavier.
Are your eyes this bright & twinkling,
that they can’t even look into them?
Can’t they see the blue behind black eyeballs?
Even if it’s a yes, then the excuse is too lame.
They, the sad, irritate me,
how come they not sense your sorrow.
When will you begin dressing up
rather than always adjusting their bow?
So cold of them to think of you as happy,
but you won’t ever tell them your misery.
When asked about your torments,
You are always in a hurry.
Darling, they’ll never feel you
or your pain.
But hiding it instead
will do nothing but turn it into disdain.
They are not the one’s to rely on.
They don’t deserve any solace from you.
Stop making them feel better,
Focus on enriching your own brew.
‘Cause you’ll die making them smile.
If they can’t see the soul dying in you,
They don’t deserve your pearl like words
‘Cause I can’t see them stepping in your shoe.
-Ananya, the verbal seduction.
November 10, 2016 at 6:15 pm
too good…totally mesmerizing..thanks for sharing…
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November 11, 2016 at 3:00 pm
Thank you so very much, Raj Krishna. I’m glad that you enjoyed reading it.😌😌
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November 10, 2016 at 6:50 pm
Darling, they’ll never feel you
or your pain.
But hiding it instead
will do nothing but turn it into disdain.
Loved these lines..loved the composition of the poem.. beautifully written !
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November 11, 2016 at 3:02 pm
I love it when readers specify the phrase they loved the most. Thank you so much, Jahnavi. 😻😻
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November 10, 2016 at 7:04 pm
Beautiful composition👍
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November 11, 2016 at 3:03 pm
Thank you very much, Vivek. 😸😸
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November 19, 2016 at 9:02 am
Reblogged this on Khayal.
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November 19, 2016 at 7:25 pm
Thank you very much, Raj Krishna. That is very sweet of you. Means a lot to me. 🙂
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November 21, 2016 at 3:02 pm
the pleasure is all mine Ananya Sharma 🙂
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December 1, 2016 at 11:49 am
Yes, they cannot step into your shoe, so deeply buried they are in their own lives….Profound poem Ananya…..
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December 2, 2016 at 8:59 am
Absolutely! Too deeply buried to feel others.Thanks a lot, Sunaina Ma’am for the appreciation. ❤
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December 2, 2016 at 10:25 am
You can just call me Sunaina 🙂
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December 3, 2016 at 6:10 pm
Sunaina it is! 😀
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December 28, 2016 at 9:50 am
While trying to be charitable and benevolent to others is a good virtue, it should never be at our own expense or peril. Altruism can turn out to be deflated heroism.
I really the composition of this poem. The lines that read ” …have you forgotten that you haven’t smiled is years..” speaks volumes.
Annie, congratulations on this great work!
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December 29, 2016 at 1:02 pm
Well, Gbolabo, this world is full of people who don’t know the meaning of ‘Altruism’ but follow the same extensively at the cost of their own precious happiness. And which is sad.
Anyway, thank you for such a wise review! Your words will always be important to me. 🙂
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February 10, 2017 at 11:39 pm
I like this poem and it feels so true. I especially like when you said:
“When asked about your torments,
You are always in a hurry”
Often we don’t stop to really listen or even ask.
There is a country in Africa that says “I see you” as a greeting. I think that is really nice. For someone or a culture that goes really fast from point to point this greeting might help us slow down. -Sam.
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February 12, 2017 at 1:15 pm
True. We neither listen nor ask. Explicit.
I see you, as a greeting? Well, that’s too simple but equally beautiful. Isn’t it? I feel kinda lost in the depth of these 3 words. So many thoughts running in my mind, reading this. Thank you for telling me this. ❤
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February 13, 2017 at 3:03 am
Dear Ananya,
Do you prefer going by Ananya or Annie?
I wrote a poem inspired by Unheard Musings. I have pasted it below. May I use your poem as part of mine? I will be crediting you for your work.
Sincerely,
Sam.
Title: Pulsating GLITTER.———– Annie/Ananya’s Poem Flowing Into Sam’s Poem Inspired by Annie/ananya’s poem.
Annie/Anany’as poem Unheard Musings is in quotes and can be found at:
https://verbalseductionananya.wordpress.com/2017/02/08/unheard-musings/
The underlines, space, and font changes are mine and everything else including the content of the poem and punctuation of Unheard Musings is Annie/Anany’s.
“Do you hear me,
the things that I don’t utter?
Will you only do so,
when my words will come coated with glitter?
How could you not?
My soul’s
screaming
the
loudest.
If you don’t want to,
you pleasantly be my guest.”
Glitter Glitter on the wall what do you see after all.
Never ending exchanges of Insincerity,
with Souls lurking for hard to find Sincerity,
an Open Ear,
Only finding silence disguised as politeness…
The glitter now is our wall
intermingled with
Whisperings of Hellos
Several more good byes replied
Just a Glittery Wall,
A loud speaker for feigning empathy-
would you not rather have a lack of sincerity?
Annie/Ananya’s website URL:
https://verbalseductionananya.wordpress.com/
Poem In quotes written by Annie/Ananya and the second half of the poem starting with Glitter Glitter on the wall is written(only the written version is here on the blog), recorded, and edited by Sam Sutlive on February 12, 2017 between 4:50 and 9:26pm.
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February 13, 2017 at 1:47 pm
First of all, I am kinda jealous, Sam. The lines written by you are so very breathtaking. And so better than mine. I’ve fallen in love with that rejoinder. You are blessed to have and posses such great soul and mind to write this. ❤
And,
I love both. Call me either. 😀
As far as credits are given, I am more than happy to be a part of your piece, Sam. In fact, I kinda feel overwhelmed seeing the impression this poem left on you. The fact that you continued it, is super mind blowing.
I am super thankful to you. 🙂
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February 13, 2017 at 8:20 pm
Dear Ananya,
I am glad that you like what I wrote about the souls, face values, and metaphorical and real glitter.
Thank you for your kind words. I am not better than you at writing, we just have different styles. I did several different versions of my continuum(I think this is the right way to use this word) of your poem before I was happy with it and I could still make changes but like this version I sent you pretty well.
When I am writing a poem or story and I want to convey a certain mood or feeling I work with word order a lot because as you already know as a writer word choice and order can really change the meaning of a sentence or phrase. This was particularly challenging for me on this piece. I kept going back to your poem and reading it to get back into your poem to get the feeling, mood, and sense of it to try and keep the same feeling and mood in mine. Thank you again for sharing your poems.
Regards,
Sam.
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February 13, 2017 at 9:06 pm
Dear Ananya,
Do you think the two poems flow together well? I was unsure of that. The whole thing is in my head so much it is hard to step back and see what a third person would think. I was trying to make the transition be as smooth as possible.
Regards,
Sam.
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