Ode to Love
and though poets and writers alike
praise you like a golden strobbed light
magnificently beautiful, uncanny for most
i despise you now for you made me lost.
there was a time when you were roses and butterflies
when you turned the meadows into a magical realm in disguise
i trust you no more for all the giddy magical feelings you bestow
i like you no more for making my head spin for now.
and though artists and musicians alike
anchored their pieces upon you; from sweet naive
lyrics to passionate love songs; you are a blessing
but a terrible heartache at the same time
trust me, for no one is more inspired than
a wounded or love – drunk artist
but i’m just over you for now.
there was a time when you were rainbows and bursts of morning sunshine
when you turned a terrifying thunderstorm into a calm soothing melodious raindrop
i trust you no more for all the “weak of the knees” kind of feeling
i like you no more for making me cry all night long.
I know that an Ode is traditionally a form of lyric poetry that is written in celebration, dedication, appreciation, or reflection of something; almost always written about a significant event, or someone or something that the poet admires.
you might notice mine is here not a celebration of love on its glorious ways and forms; but its okay to be a rebel poet sometimes 🤭
For Eugi’s prompt : thunderstorm
For David’s prompt : Ode