January 19, 2016

Yearnings

Cold flowers of ice flakes,
fill my heart, keep me awake.
How many winters more to go,
before you bind me in aeonian vows.

Many moons yet to pass,
and to cross numerous paths.
But a heart has to wait,
until time seals the fates.


17 comments:

  1. Yearnings from the heart revolves around emotions which come and go. May have to wait for the right time!

    Hank

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  2. Sad but beautiful :)

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  3. through patience yearnings have been beautifully expressed...

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  4. ....love never-ending.

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  5. " But a heart has to wait,until time seals the fates." - a beautiful haunting line of poetry ... indelible, really.

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  6. Wonderful post and good to read.
    Yvonne.

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  7. How many winters more to go.
    lovely

    i wud say many more springs to come:)

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  8. Love the call of the yearning heart ~

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  9. Vandana... I am so happy to see you writing again... these words are so beautiful and yet so sad... I love your writings xox

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  10. Beautiful lines :) Indeed the heart has to wait

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  11. wait & see ...life itself is waiting...expressed well:))

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  12. ah yes the heart takes a long time to heal from lost love, so true :)

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  13. Such a beautiful sense of longing in this poem.. especially love the lines "Many moons yet to pass,and to cross numerous paths."


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  14. your usage of the word, "aeonian" makes your piece romantically aesthetic. I am touched by this beauty. more, more, more.

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  15. It seems as though the heart is always waiting, doesn't it?

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  16. Dare i say - the best things come to those who wait ;)

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  17. The heart is always longing... I guess that is part of what makes the fulfillment so sweet. Lovely write

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