unfinished | sonnet one posted by imani , Friday, October 21, 2011 at 1:21 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

the heart attempts to fathom
what has unraveled all these years,
the moments that held in it
thoughts, nuances, aches and dreams

then the soul begs to unfold, yet again
the stigma of blood and yearning
so it may begin to feel and understand
and discern and know

what it truly means to love
what it truly means to have faith
what it truly means to forgive

i go back to ceaseless beginnings
to wish for solitary midnights
i could just be the only one there.