Thursday, February 05, 2009

self-deception

deception is not always deliberate.  i woke up this morning with memories of a lost love, of a love which is still moist and warm, which can still breathe life into the dark recesses of my mind.  They say you must make space for anything new to take root; that a new love shall want its legroom.  Here, now...where is the space for it to deepen and take root.  Shall it then abandon hope or stay and live with the old?  or shall it weep for the sweet juices of an earlier love which still remains and whose luscious secrets are plenty?  shall they rot together or will a new harmony be born?

11 comments:

anonant said...

Is it possible to love without having a broken heart and it's attendant lessons?
There is a poem here and it is a keeper. :)
peace

Matt said...

I don't have any answers here, only a deep appreciation for how you asked the questions.

Devika said...
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Devika said...

Hi Gulnaz,

I removed the comments on a second thought...

Even I have no answers to your questions..But I very much liked the way

Love is a difficult emotion as far I look at it...

One should not be clinging so much to past, yet past is what makes one's life looks real...

Acheiving harmony in life calls for many sacrifices, compromises...

I do keep trying for that, despite all wars within and with out...

God gives me the strength to...Hope Allah find you a way too :)

wishes,
devika

gulnaz said...

Devika, thanks a lot for your wishes and well when i write i am basically giving an outlet to my inner thoughts...that's all....and through this process and by listening to other people like you...i get some clarity, some answers but there are some things which are so weird that i don't think there are any answers, just acceptance and letting go...and i struggle with that.

gel(Emerald Eyes) said...

Hi Gulnaz,
It's hard to shake those dreams that show what has settled firmly into our heart's memories. WONDERFUL to read your prose again! "Will it weep for the sweet juices" plucked the strings of my violin heart.

gulnaz said...

Gel- bless your violin heart!! :)

{illyria} said...

i deceive myself very often, i'm afraid. love is all about taking the leap, and you can't jump if you're not sure if there's something--or someone--out there to catch you. needless to say, i'm a jumper...and an expert self-deceiver. ;)

beautiful piece, gulnaz!

C.J.Duffy said...

Love knows no fear, at least it shouldn't. Go with your heart. I agree with {illyria}...jump right in!

Kunjubi said...

Gulnaaz..
In every winter's heart, there is a quivering spring, behind the veil of each night, there is a smiling dawn. A life time is not merely long enough to figure out that. There is a silver lining and the clouds will soon roll by.Cheer up. kunjubi