Harold Wilson once said,
"A week is a long time
in politics".
Well....
A week is a long time
in love....
it is endless
and faraway in time,
compressing days
into a short space
of gravitational intensity.
It compacts thought
into the depths,
rebounding with full intention
into the atmosphere.
It is cold, then hot,
a concertina of noise
and quiet
with short intervals of sanity.
Waf
" compressing days /into a short space / of gravitational intensity. " Like a Black Hole. Yes, dear poet, Love is a black hole. Once yo enter, there is no escape
Great lines nicely put together... A work of an intricate mind.
A wonderful and perceptive write on love. Beautifully written. Congratulations!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A week is a long time in love.... it is endless and faraway in time, compressing days into a short space of gravitational intensity. It compacts thought into the depths, rebounding with full intention into the atmosphere. - - - - - - - Love is an intense emtions.While waiting for love, a delay in small measure may look like non ending hours.A beautiful poem - -Congratulations for being Poet of the Day.