The gravity between us
Dazzling stars around me, making me hazy
Grinning smiles and charismatic aroma of livelihood
Has any phase been so gladsome lately?
I try to lure me into the abyss
Watching past in time, the shining wonders
My eyes twinkle as I discern
Wondering if you’ll be same as you look.
You’re vast and light-years away,
Making me ache you even more
But is it love or just a fancy feeling
Cause I might just worship you.
They adore your companions,
Their gaze too shallow to reach your true hue.
I’m aware you might feel given
But trust me, I hold a path that leads to you.
I hear you carry warmth,
A silence that sings a comforting hymn.
But our worlds will never match,
You feel like a ghost from the past.
The pull is enough to keep me apart.
Nature contests us to sway away
Yet you make me strained
Im burning in your waves.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote after so long cuz i got into literary club of my college.
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A poem full of contradictions that winds its way through the maze of the world. Nicely done
Thankyou so much. I tried to include cosmos/universe references as posssible.
You are most welcome
This is a stunning poem that contains impressive expressions. The term “gravity” means ulling towards, but the story shows a nearly one-sided relationship, an unfulfilled one. Unreciprocated love. The term “gladsome” is unusual. We know worrisome... Poets are wordsmiths...
“I try to lure me into the abyss” : you know love is an abyss, but, like the rest of us, you willingly get near that abyss. “if you’ll be same as you look....” Trying to figure out the hidden person in the real partner. “light years away...” : that love seems too far to be realised or consumed. “So near and yet so far...” goes a saying. Self-doubt creeps in : is it real love or a passing obsession ?...
“But trust me, I hold a path that leads to you....” A feeling of certainty that you will reach communion with your lover.
“A silence that sings a comforting hymn....” A deliberate contradiction : a silence that sings... “But our worlds will never match...” : again, coming to terms with reality, with the realisation that the love will not be reciprocated. “The pull is enough to keep me apart....” another deliberate contradiction. A pull draws you near : this pull pushes you away... This is a magnet that repels. Like poles (in magnets) repel each other; opposite poles attract. “Nature contests us to sway away...” A wide-ranging statement that nature has decided not to make the relationship happen.
“Yet you make me strained
I’m burning in your waves.” A pull-push relationship, a one-sided one. You feel attracted but pushed away at the same time. Check out the English version of the French sonnet by Felix Arvers, the French poet. It is an impressive poem of unfulfilled love.
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Oh my god!! This is beautiful...
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