jadedracoWill be editing this maybe delete it all together someone has written a story about the love affair between the ocean and moon similar to the one I was attempting to write about . So hard to come up with original contact these days so frustrating
A Poem Draft that I am never able to proceed and put an end to as reckless as I am.
'Thou my Adonis, I Aphrodite thine. What shall the heart opine? 'tis reckless, foolish and Blind. for it has entered forbidden love's shrine. thy lies are pious, thy truth is atheist. Am I lie or a truth told and doth it bind? An esoteric axiom_for love is honest, But Man is often stony, All is too unkind.'
● Adonis and Aphrodite: In Greek Mythology Adonis(Who was a very handsome man and in present time we use this word in order to Symbolize or Describe a Man's Beauty) the mortal lover of the goddess Aphrodite or often also called Venus. ● Esoteric axiom: a hard principle/dictum . . . .
/ A Chapter from My Story / Thank you for reading O_o
Last Summer ~
Warmth of the sun wafted through the summer wind Like a heat wave of tingle, that caressed their silhouette Tides were impatient, prodding them to indulge in them Forget the land for a while, just slip into waves of fantasy
She held his hand tighter, walking through the shore She looked like a dream come true, a wish from heaven His spirits brimming with joy, he was on cloud nine His long-term wish was granted, he awaited waves of love
His heart was surfing through waves of emotions High tides of love and low swirls of urges
He felt like this was the most lively he ever got to be To feel alive, and that had only one reason
He gazed at her with so much longing, as if she was the setting sun who would take a quick dip into the depth of the ocean and hide from him. It was his biggest fear, that someday she would disappear and he would be left on the shore alone, recollecting memories from the surging tides like seashells and keep them in his heart forever as a treasure while gifting those waves some salty silver drops in return, adding to the tears of the ocean. And he wondered if the oceans ever held tears in its abyss as treasures of tragic tales. If they did, would his tears turn into melancholic pearls or seraphic crystals. Then he left the thought to swirl in a whirlpool of tides because he was sure that his love for her permeates the value of all treasures and nothing in this world, not even the world could ever be able to define the love he feels for her.
Just then a lazy breeze curled through her long locks and made her look back at him while trying to comb her wavy hair back to some perfection she hoped for, not knowing how her curls swaying in the breeze was stealing his heartbeats. And he thought, she doesn't know how she's already perfect.
The smile that bloomed on her red lips could rival the burning fiery sun, the shade of her lips, a tint sharper than the tangerine hues spreading all over the sky. Soon they would turn red but still can't be compared to her lips. He wished if he could ever feel those shades someday, if today had that lucky charm for him, a taste of bliss before the foreshadowing darkness.
He found it hard to believe that it was the first time they are meeting. She was always strange but never a stranger. She was always distant but never far. But then he also remembered that its something only she could be. Which he learned to adapt to. She was also always joyful but never happy. Which never fails to break his heart into crinkles of shards, that of a mirror which only ever held the image of a single person his whole life - Her
Then her eyes would shine with all the lights of a galaxy, burning his heart through it but at the same time glueing the mirror back into its desired form. Those eyes were what tethered his heart down to the earth and he prayed his affection is as transparent as a floating bubble over the shorelines.
Those eyes were now charming him. And he couldn't let the playful glint in them disappear with the retreating wave. He moved a bit, took a step ahead, even though the land under his feet was leaving, he leaned towards her in hopes of finding a new land with her, somewhere across the ocean.
He held her cheeks as if a prayer to the winding day and tried to find a gleam of hope in the shining twin orbs. They held the sparkle of a precious tear, stubbornly holding onto her lashes, afraid of drowning in waves of depression. He couldn't bear the sight of them anymore, even though it's the first time he's witnessing it.
" Who broke your heart... so much... so that, every hearty smile would be accompanied with a teardrop ? "
She could never reveal the truths to him, a helpless smile tried to peel its petals wanting to be an early bloom. But the dark night she's fated to live through still stretched long in front of her. She could only tilt her head a bit to the right, against those rushing winds and gushing waves. And it was enough for the tears to trickle down the valley of her cheeks.
" e v e r y o n e "
Those tears would have etched that unspoken word on the heart of the ocean. But they were as helpless as her fate, dissolving into the agony of miserable moisture, flying to the skyline in invisible bullets of pain, piercing those looming clouds and granting a sorrowful shower soon.
Yet he discerned those alphabets from the furious waves that held it up to his face with a sense of might, that made him prepare for the worst. He was already prepared for however she would react and this was one of the most possible options in them.
She took a step back from him, tears tracks gleaming in the twilight. Her parched throat made it hard for her to whisper to him. Or maybe its her heavy heart weighing her down, an anchor of pain she wished to throw away someday, but when ... Not today at least.
" It's already time. We must return to the land. "
From that of a fantasy to the land of reality. She intended. She knew when the sun disappears, reality would choke them with lumps of dark past. She wasn't a pessimist in any way, rather she was pretty optimistic about life. If not she wouldn't have agreed to meet him now. Today. Here. Ever.
" You know I won't let you go like that. Without a word. "
His words were too much for the streak of luck reaching to them from the setting sun. He hoped they would bless them with a positive glow.
" You know I can't stay. With you. Like this. Ever again."
" You don't have to stay more than we agreed to. Just say what I wanted to hear from you. Only you. "
" I can't. It wouldn't come true."
She pleaded with her eyes, they weren't shining now. They were overflowing, a reverie of ripples.
" You know I can't. ' We ' was a dream. Reality is ' You' and never ' Me '. Cause I have no tether to reality, I'm a daydream. Did you forget already ? "
Somehow a chuckle escaped her lips and no one but he knows how that flipped his heart upside down. He couldn't help smiling then, albeit gloomy.
" Yeah. You are ! A beautiful daydream... "
That was all he could utter. He was losing all hopes to the diminishing twilight. This was the last of a beautiful sunset, he was sure about that. They walked back to the shores awaiting a caress of waves that were wailing back to the ocean.
And the land always knows that the retreating waves would return back stronger than before. All it had to do was wait for the rhythm of time to play. The symphony of the ocean could alight a new fate for them.
" All I'm asking you is to let me be that tether to you. I could be the one. The only one you'd ever have to trust without regret."
He whispered one last time. Wishing to be the anchor she deserves to have than the one that's dragging her down. She too deserves to live a reality where hurt never springs and joy ever snows.
All she returned was a measured smile, perhaps its taking too much for her to even have that small inch of curve upwards. For her eyes were already drooping like sleepy blooms.
She turned ahead and walked away, taking with her a season full of summer. This was the last day and the last day of hope vanished with her. He stood back there, staring at her figure disappearing in the shadows playing on the footpath. Till there was nothing but a scenery of sorrow in front of him. Because she wasn't a part of it anymore.
He turned to the ocean with an ache he couldn't hold in, offering the long-held tears to the ocean at last. The sun seemed like a dream that never was real. A fantasy which failed to illuminate the future.
~ Tonight he saw the waves gliding in the moonlight Carrying his treasure tears Tonight he realized his tears were precious pearls Sailing to the land of melancholia ~
•| And love once again was drowned in the ocean by the setting sun Fate once again pulled the pitch black curtains over them Destined to suffer a lifetime as lonely ships in the night... forever |•
wordsturnedscarsThe hell is wrong with me! I didn't see this lovely post until now Such a beautiful, heart-rending depiction... Who told you that you couldn't write love stories? You're the master of weaving stupendous love along with fragile hearts itching for the slightest faint of glistening hope♡♡ The beauty overflowing from every tiny moments etched here is too prodigious for me to bear The description is so alluring and I'm mesmerized by it... I loved it... And is there any other story you wrote that I missed? And hopefully, you will write more, won't you? @ak_anjali_daydreamzz