Eremita

by Tajalla Qureshi

March 14, 2025

Eremita

Sometimes,

the whistling desire to soothe

Sometimes,

the mumbling acquires the truth

where the dispersion unleashes the tell-tale

where the stillness unease the mellifluous dale

where devotion nods off, where heart pokes away

yet, the solidarity steps in searching the sun’s ray

Yes,

Gradually, it becomes, blueness into greyness

from where the lips cup, the heart grains up

Seems, all of a sudden, yet not, but a long way to interpret

She, familiar with the quietness she, disappears in the liveness

Ella's longing silence, Mavin’s belonging rightness

Where the rivers detach, where the springs unlatch

Yelling rings, re-belling the wings, yet the eyes sing

the melody of nightingale, the tell-tale of untouched veil.

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Ronstoppable98Mar 14, 2025

This poem really does delve deep into the feelings of isolation while simultaneously desiring closeness but not being able to obtain it as a result of isolation. I really like the emotional appeal behind this. Keep at it and don't stop. We need more voices like yours to delve deep into the themes of the darkness within one's soul.  P.S. If you don't mind me asking, what inspired you to write a poem like this? I want to know so that I could understand what it's like from the lense of your perspective.