can anybody
count the number
of wishes
falling stars carry?
or the
secret talks of yearning
that were
confided to the moon?
so many
different versions of love exist
and we all
search for the right one
to put
balance in our life
to show us
some new meaning
it may feel
like falling of an aeroplane
when
starting the first conversation
or it may
be easy, trusting what will happen
once you
cast away the shadows of the past
and let go
the footsteps previous lovers left
all we
really want is for someone
to warm the
cold edges of our hearts
*
And this is my 200th post here. That is all ;)
Indeed we all yearn for a love that will warm our heart and soothe our soul and only a lucky few get such love.......................
ReplyDeleteYes, so true...I remember that first conversation...even then I knew...and the edges of my heart were warmed! Lovely piece.
ReplyDeleteI love confiding with the moon. :) Beautiful piece.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on your 200th post!
the different types of love....perhaps my favorite line.
ReplyDeletelove the idea of casting away the shadow of the past.
Yes, and to truly see us and care enough to hear our thoughts and dreams. I love this poem, Natasa!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if there are enough stars to carry all the wishes... or if the moon will slander all the secret whispered. I hope love can still bloom.. maybe it's up to us and not the sky.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sentiments.. I do agree that different types of love or mutual feelings exist in this world.. and somehow each one of us is looking for that one person whose feelings match with ours.
ReplyDeleteHow true, and what a sweet last line.
ReplyDeleteWarming the cold edges of our hearts....yes, that is what we desire. I never heard it put exactly like that, but that image REALLY speaks to me. We all deserve this...and more.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing like finding someone to cast away the shadows of the past and being in love again. Great too to see some more photos of Slovenia Nataša.
ReplyDeleteI often tell secrets to the moon..
ReplyDeleteWarm the cold edges of our heart.. nicely said..
ReplyDeleteNice how you work from the too many down to the specific, from the edges of the heart into the center.
ReplyDeletelove is a complex thing. :)
ReplyDeletelovely last lines to end the poem.
Luv the vastness of this poem, counting stars and wishes, nice concept
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in on my Sunday Lime
Much love...
Happy 200th post - and sometimes the best things aren't those planned and engineered I guess! Thank heavens for that
ReplyDeleteThank the stars and moon for providing a space for all that yearning,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
excellent.
ReplyDeleteIt reminded me a story of the stargazer...and my fave lines 'falling of an aeroplane
ReplyDeletewhen starting the first conversation' - what the visual here! wow! I can feel in my guts! ~ love your poems, Natasa! Congratulations on 200!
A lovely, thoughtful piece. The last two lines: indelible.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem it really captures much of life. Also YAY 200!!!!!!
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