L. B. Mek

tighter, Still!

 

train tracks churning, splintering trust

within attraction’s spark of impassioned friction

 

hoarse lungs, grinded-raw against unspoken hurt

rusted hope, poisoning from deep within

 

raw emotions, framing quivering eyes

difference's belated deliverance of aching pulse,

 

brave eyelashes blink furiously

refusing to drip tears of submissive fears

stubbornness as fierce resonation  

refocused eyes glistening in determination 

 

refuting their relationship’s untameable tracks

is surrendered to a Titanic destiny

life’s oars gripped tighter to defy jostling seas

this, a wild ride upon love’s seats

 

surviving by investing, and

gripping

each other, ever tighter

Still!

 

 

© L. B. Mek

March 2019

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 18th, 2022 03:37
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Comments6

  • LauraBerry

    A great depiction of how we fight our emotions rather than feel safe to feel them.

    • L. B. Mek

      in the words of that great sage, Keanu Reeves
      ''I don't agree with that 'I'm a lover not a fighter'
      idyllist colloquialism
      if you love, then you must fight for that love!''
      (not always, but
      some relationships are worth fighting for
      till the bitter end)
      lol
      (thank you, for your insightful comment
      dear poet
      for reading beyond that surface level ink)

      • LauraBerry

        We can disagree about fighting emotions, that's ok. Love doesn't fight, it accepts truth and cares, is compassionate, helpful, kind, courageous and honours others freewill while honouring its own. And much more. But fighting is a forceful action and is the opposite of love. (In my experience).

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      • crypticbard

        Some of us are aware of that untameable track that we have been put on. The struggle is real.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Oh yes the ride can be very wild in love's unpredictable seats. A pleasure to read your advice Mek on being at all times wary of falling and clinging on tighter.

        • L. B. Mek

          yes sometimes, there are great rewards
          for entrenching ourselves with loyalty's pits
          and digging our way past those rough bumps
          while for other relationships
          we are better off letting go
          at that first glimpse of woe;
          but what do I know!?
          lol
          glad you enjoyed the read dear Fay
          thank you for the encouraging words

        • Bella Shepard

          When caught in the grip of love, the heart may supersede the brain, and override logic and reason, unable to know when to let go. You propose quite a quandary my friend, a very good write.

          • L. B. Mek

            indeed, if only we could skip ahead the ugly crying face scenes
            in real life, like we can on our pixel screen daydreams
            maybe then this romance thing would work out for more of us,
            lol
            glad you enjoyed the read, dear Poet
            I like how succinctly you interpreted/highlighted the main theme
            I was aiming to get across, thank you

          • SureshG

            Love - unrelenting in or out of it, and then when poetically framed by you.

            • L. B. Mek

              'unrelenting' is a great word
              to go along with this humble scribble's depiction of love
              indeed, a great comment
              thank you! kind poet

            • Neville

              I think that which follows my next full stop would be nigh on impossible to better.

              this, a wild ride upon love’s seats
              surviving by investing, and
              gripping
              each other, ever tighter
              Still!

              Neville

              • L. B. Mek

                dear Hyung, you must stop
                making a grown a$$ old man, blush
                it is - so, not a good look
                thanking you in advance
                😊😎🍻



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