Lost and Found,Before Her Love (short story/poem)

Before Her Love was written for a ten word prompt hosted by my dearest Sumyanna Writes,her poem Breathless also has this beautiful line `before her love’ in it,it inspired me to write something and because I was writing for this prompt I thought I’ll use this line as prompt too,so double inspiration from the fantastic Sumyanna (she does this very often to me,leaves me in awe and all inspired).
I hope it turned out worth reading to say the least.
In this short story/poem I wanted to only capture the state of this protagonist,that’s it,maybe it isn’t even a story,just a poem which shows how life without love is and how love can change people,for the better or for the worse…

(I’ve used all the ten words.)
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before her love…
he carried a box of nails inside his chest that
nailed his voiceless desires to the gray wallpaper
of his 215 square feet room…
everything inside of him stayed there…
small spaced room…small spaced his heart…beat for nothing…
not for the full moon
or for warm sunshine in January…
not for rain
or for giggling laughter of children…
he dressed in darkness…
had an overt distaste for all things bright…
carried a decaying abyss inside…

before her love…
he kept ending up in rooms of pricey hotels
solely to cheat the dying of his soul…
but dead was he…
without a purpose and with no one to join him in the depths
his soul had withered thousands of days ago…

before her love…
he was sincere in his misanthropy…
despised company…
even his shadow was demure and an outcast…
he lived only because nothing had killed him yet…
there was a storm inside him…
a slow brewing intense storm…
waiting for the right time to drown him…

but…one cold February morning
from behind the veil of fog emerged she…
wearing bright yellow boots
like sunshine itself…
with a heart-melting smile on her glowing face…
with a hop in her step…
she stuttered straight into his heart
broke the chains around it and made a place for herself…
with a kiss served him a grain of life and sugar…
he washed it down with hope and light from her eyes…

there was chaos and storms inside him still
but he was now counted among the living…
she saved him…

love has that power…

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For the short story/poem that gave me the idea for creating this category `Lost and Found’ kindly click here.Thank you.

8 Comments

  1. Awe-inspiring,sensual,lively and provocative…your poem offers to the avid readers the story and the truth behind every poem..
    Thanks for writing and sharing,Seema

    • ANITA…. your comment brought me such relief you know,I think a little more needs to be done to this but I wanted to leave some to the reader’s imagination too,so I didn’t quite give this an ending,but p h e w boy am I jumping of joy or what after reading your very kind and generous comment,thank you so much for this energy boost Anita,I’m thankful and grateful for your time and kind words.love and hugs.Have a nice weekend πŸ™‚

  2. Wow. Really loved your story. Yes. Love can bring one back to life. Amazing write for the prompt. I am so glad we did it together ☺ You feel the anguish in the beginning of the poem and towards the end… You feel saved.

    • Thank you for the prompt,the time and the kind words sweetheart,very happy that you like but I’m not even comparing mine to your outstanding writes,i really loved the message in today’s post for this prompt and so wonderfully written…and when’s the next πŸ™‚ i love word prompts,picture prompts not that much πŸ™‚ I struggle there πŸ™‚ have a nice weekend Sum,love and hugs πŸ’–ο»ΏπŸ’–ο»ΏπŸ’–ο»Ώ

      • Intending to do one this week. Not sure when I will post it – but hoping to do so on or before Monday. It is good to stretch πŸ™‚ I also love word prompts – because a picture is less flexible sometimes in how it can be interpreted. Hugs dear lady, you did a wonderful job! Oh, and I posted links to your post in both of my blog posts. Hope more come to visit you πŸ™‚

        • always a kind friend you,Sum I’m thankful for your support πŸ™‚ I’m very happy that you liked my take on it πŸ™‚ yay πŸ™‚ look forward to the next prompt from you,love and hugs β™₯β™₯β™₯

  3. oh my Seema. the cascade of this poem feels soooo soooo good. and that last line. awww. <3

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