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any picture comes to my mind, i try to give it a body of words, love to sit on other blooms, for honey, color, fragrance........
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
Foolishness
In that Elfin grot*
(I mean in that restaurant)
Alas
A handsome he
Was waiting
It was a long, long wait
Alas
A lovelorn he
Was he
The sun shivered
Light was withering
Outside
Alas
So young he
Was he
He would wait
Forever it seemed
Alas
Someone had him
In thrall
Then
Pushing the darkness aside
She emerged
La Belle Dame Sans Merci
*I used some words like these from Keats’
poem “La Belle dame sans Merci”
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~Foolishness @ Poets United
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both of them were mesmerised.............
ReplyDeleteSuch sympathy for the fool in one of my favorite Keats! Or was she the fool to draw a useless life in thrall when she could have had a good man? Sometimes I think those caught in these quandaries have no choice, but mostly I agree with your fine poetic assessment!
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful Sumana :D
ReplyDeleteLoved it!
xoxo
Nothing more poignant than a fool in love! Smiles.
ReplyDeleteLove can seem foolish, but hopefully he wins her heart with patience. Good write Sumana. A fun read.
ReplyDeleteThe merciless woman can do so much damage to the lovelorn fool.
ReplyDeleteA fantastic look at romance.
A true Ashiq :)
ReplyDeleteTrue then and now.
ReplyDeleteA lovely story of the human condition, from ancient times to present; nothing has really changed, has it?
ReplyDeletePoppy
Captures the beautiful folly of falling in love...
ReplyDeleteTwo fools together
ReplyDeleteI think foolishness gets nullified and with love they come out as winners.
It would be hard not to fall into that honey trap!
ReplyDeleteYes that love is foolish, but still fun.
ReplyDeleteAww...loved and lost..?!! I feel the pain and loss. Sometimes foolish-love is the greatest enemy...Loved it. You did really well here, Sumana!!!
ReplyDeleteAlas, we are all fools for love ~ I admire the language Sumana ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
Sumana,
ReplyDeleteThat old hurt and folly at times, when love or perceived love, is involved..That dreadful pain and perhaps shame, that we were all too foolish, back then!!! No some wisdom prevails, I think:)
Eileen