Sunday, May 2, 2010

At the Heart of The Crystal

     We lingered between millions of refracted rays magnifying our miniature entity. We were big in their eyes. But in truth, we were nothing but fatigued refugees seeking shelter in the heart of a cold world that had abandoned us. However, they could never see. We were grand and petite simultaneously.
      Pain underlaid our faces digging its creases deep into our soul; a broken window offering a decaying view of our hearts. But to them we were still great. Instead of seeing what lay before them, their eyes were shapeable, malleable to whatever truth the minds wanted to perceive. They couldn’t get to us. There was always glass standing between our world and theirs. And between the glasses there were lies. And within the lies there were convoluted facts.  And inside the facts there was nothingness. And with nothingness we were suffused.
     We were perpetually lonely. Our souls took that form. But that never hurt. All we wished for was to be alone, away from the million nostrils sucking our air and leaving us suffocating.  Away from the sun that burnt our skin. Away from the words rendered unheard.  Away from the tongues that murdered truth. Away from the swords slicing our hearts to pieces. Away from everything and everyone. If it was what it took, demolish the shining crystal. Disperse its pieces among the corners of Earth so they wouldn’t put them back together.  Let them see the small tarnished hearts barely beating. Let them see who we always were. But even then they wouldn’t shun us. They would completely destroy whatever remained. 

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27 comments:

margg. said...

you write beautifully.
always.

Allie said...

this was INCREDIBLE. truly, one of your best posts yet.

THE BEATY said...

incredible extremely beautiful

Tumblewords: said...

Beautiful!

joanny said...

Oh my was that a powerfully written piece of poetry. Heart and gut wrenching. The descriptives,and bought a flood of imagery of eons of human suffering through the ages.

Joanny

Katherine said...

Simply put ... WOW!
This is amazing...so beautifully written ~ I loved it!

Brian Miller said...

you make the words trip off the tongue...for me the line about refugees sets the tone of this whole piece...i like that...

chiccoreal said...

Dear Maha: This is a very deep philosophical poem. The creatures magnified (I love how you describe this). How could we ever know how these creatures in "the fishbowl" really feel about things. We are worlds apart. I love how you made this story from the creatures POV (point of view). How much we miss since we aren't walking in the creature's shoes. Excellent!

Sam Liu said...

You always suffuse so many ideas into your writing, this is no exception. The words, "a broken window offering a decaying view of our hearts" was extremely poignant for me, a very powerful description. This is very beautifully written, Maha.

Magpie said...

"And within the lies there were convuluted facts. And inside the facts there was nothingness." very beautiful Maha. Another amazing display of word play.

willow said...

There was always glass standing between our world and theirs.

Powerful line.

Oddyoddyo13 said...

That was so amazing. I loved the feeling of emptiness, yet the invincibility of this.

sheri... said...

every single time i read your work i am asking myself, where? where are you that you speak such profound wisdom? how is it that your well is so deep that the bottom has not been found? you are nothing short of amazing and i love your work!

Dulce said...

WOW girl this is such a beautiful and thought provoking depiction of insatisfaction...
brilliant as always

christine said...

Such a deepness of thoughts in your writing, amazing!

Christine

Brian Miller said...

stopped by again for another taste...and my mind wanders once again. smiles.

Catalyst said...

My. My. My. What terrific writing, Maha! It leaves me speechless.

THE BEATY said...

oh yes Maha I would like to thank you for suporting my blog in its first hundred posts and for introducing me to your awsome writing style. (something I've attempted but failed at)

Barry said...

Maha, your writing endlessly captivates me. I'm left wondering how something so profound can come from one so young.

You're a gifted writer. As I said before I really hope you write a book someday. I'd line up in the rain to buy a copy.

christine said...

What amazing descriptions and so powerful I loved these lines...
'. Away from the words rendered unheard. Away from the tongues that murdered truth.'

Christine

little hat said...

Lovely writing. such passion.

Berowne said...

You can write!

Aoife.Troxel said...

Surreal and beautiful. Thank you for posting.

Ronda Laveen said...

Trying to break and hide the pieces of crystal for protection portents such fear of betrayal. Lovely piece.

Jingle said...

you write about common struggles and universal feelings ...which is very moving and unique!

very powerful and unique magpie!

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