An extract from my old journal-Mathematics of Pain

This poem explores the profound, often overwhelming emotions of longing and desire. It captures the essence of deeply missing someone or something, delving into the intense feelings that accompany the yearning in a life lost.

Through simple repetition, rhyme, and heartfelt words, this piece seeks to resonate with anyone who has felt the ache of wanting something which is out of reach. For me, this longing stems from years of failed relationships where pieces of my soul felt torn away, scattered as I searched for love in all the wrong places and faces.

Yearning 

I keep giving myself away, piece by piece,
Yearning for love, yet finding no peace.
My soul knows best; it pleads for rest,
But I’m lost in longing, feeling dispossessed.

Stop. I’m taking back my scattered parts,
Awaiting a love that won’t tear me apart.
A love that sees me, whole and true-
Have you seen my soul? It’s missing too.

My soul, what shattered you so?
I last left you at the crossroads of Woe,
In the corner marked “Longing for Love,”
Where strangers’ faces fit like gloves.

Mr. Abuser, is my soul with you?
Or you, Mr. Cheater, could it be true?
Can someone, anyone, help me find
These pieces left jagged, lost in time?

I call my soul from East to West,
From North to South, I demand no less.
Return what’s mine, your passions wild,
Release my soul, untouched, undefiled.

Wait. A voice whispers, soft and slow,
“Are you ready to be whole?”
Could it be true, a soul anew;
Free from shadows, bright and true?

(c) 2016

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