Friday, September 11, 2015

love dusk to dawn


tears also flow from the big and strong
they fall lightly though, most times unnoticed
when they scream alone in a space of quiet
silence falls on ears, unseen through eyes
of others

they carry upon their shoulders
many burdens brought to them
which is what they choose to do
for the weak, for those alone
and for the elders

but in this strength that they profess
to possess, a weakness in their heart
devours them so too in their soul a sense
ef demise envelops them thinking 
no one cares, no one knows

they’ve embraced the characteristics of love
its empathy attire, its cornucopia of humanity
some days they lend a shoulder and in
other days they share its wares and wealth

even the big and strong witness sadness for
those lost in life and those touched by death
and for sure to be forlorn by the loss of a
child who only in memory they'll be adorned

the bigger the heart the more it hurts, it hurts
and in their soul tears flow and flow
for they now know their strength came not
from brawn but from inside their loving heart
for this they are remembered after they are gone
much like the stars to night, like dusk to dawn

 

22 comments:

  1. Oh, what a beauty this poem is! I resonate with these lines so strongly.....those of us who care so much, carry within a lot of pain...."it hurts, it hurts"....Yes, it does, to know what we know, and care as much as we do. I was especially touched by the lines about the loss of a child, and also by your beautiful closing lines.

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  3. Yes, the bigger the heart the more it hurts. You cannot look at a person's exterior and see all the pain that might be inside. Nicely penned.

    Good to see you making the rounds this morning, Marcoantonio.

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  4. The strength is from the the loving heart ~ The memories of the departed ones will always stay with us from dusk to dawn ~

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  5. So true.. tears are not always a form of weakness.. rather its a sign that one has been strong for too long. Beautifully penned.

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  6. I think this actually defines what strength is.. Maybe often the opposite of what people mean by strength, the ability to carry all that pain can reside in someone many brand as weak and poor...

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  7. "the bigger the heart the more it hurts"... what a wonderful line. I love the truth it holds; the gentle warning... Many times, we forget to hold the strong whose powerful hands are always open to everyone else. We must remember that they need to be held, too.

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  8. "the bigger the heart the more it hurts, it hurts," this is one pearl of wisdom...

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  9. i love that last stanza, true there are people who feel more.... we call them poets and artists ;)

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  10. Marcoantonio I am in love with these words you poured forth here....'the bigger the heart the more it hurts'....yes and it hurts deeply....the last stanza is beautiful! Thank you for this touching poem.

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  11. I picked the same line as everyone else: "the bigger the heart the more it hurts." Well can I believe it. As Rilke says in "Letters to a Young Poet," don't think that the one who comforts you feels no pain--it is from the pain that the wisdom comes. Oh--this is a poor paraphrase. Your poem takes down the mask beautifully and feelingly.

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  12. Wonderful writing. The egocentrics of this world definitely have an easier time of it, though as they age, I've noticed, they are miserable, miserable people. Those who have given love over a lifetime, seem to be much more content in their golden years. The love they have sown over a lifetime gives them peace.

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  13. this is lovely!
    sometimes we are surprised at what the truly strong looks like.

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  14. Yes we all cry - even if we may appear big and strong - a moving poem

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  15. this poem is so true, felt it before but now when i try to remain strong my weak brain and heart gets the best of me and hence why i sometimes advertise my tears and woes. i hope this is a call for me to be strong and be passive. thanks for this. loved it!!!

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  16. I like how you echo key ideas, and words: it hurts... - this brings the images out.

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  17. they’ve embraced the characteristics of love
    its empathy attire, its cornucopia of humanity
    some days they lend a shoulder

    The strength of belief overcomes the weakness of physical strength.

    Hank

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  18. we forget sometimes the tough do hurt...beautiful poem

    Thanks for visiting.

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  19. this is beautiful, the last stanza brought me to tears..the bigger the heart the more it hurts..so true..gee now I need a kleenex..

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  20. the big and strong often have such tender hearts. :)

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