A few nights ago, when I was navigating through Pinterest in the search for new nail art inspirations, I came across these two photographs; one of a wedding gown and the other of a wdedding couple.
There is something, something like a little tug, happening inside of my heart each time I happen to come across photos like these. It really is a sad little tug, but also a sadly painful one. It is the tug of a multitude of unfulfilled promises and hopeful dreams, waiting in the shadow of the knowledge that perhaps, some things were never meant to be fulfilled nor reached in the end.
So that is how, after an year of poetic inactivity, my mind decided to make a come back, because I finally understood what really fuels my poems. It is Sadness.
My poem below is called Wedding Gowns, and I wrote it entirely guided by the feelings that those two photographs stirred up.
As my eyes come to rest on white gowns
with flowing lenghts of lace and pearl
as beautiful as a nascent blossom's petals
my heart beats to the rhythm of one question
Will i ever adorn myself with one?
And as that beat pounds through my blood,
it reaches my mind, which protests
No, that is not the question
What is it, then?
Close your eyes and search your darkest corner
What do you hear?
When I will wear such beautiful bridal vestment,
will i do so for a pair of eyes that have seen my soul?
Every ragged corner and dusty old ridge,
left behind by a tumultuous past,
every memory and truth and lie.
Will those eyes have seen me in all of my soul's nakedness?
Will those eyes brim with love nevertheless?
Will those eyes be the ones looking into mine, on that fatidic day?
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