Frozen Existence Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Frozen Existence

Rating: 4.6


After Love,
the Heart,
went sinking back—
in hibernation;
and with a glacial heart,
hardly glistening in insufficient love,
I have become indifferent to hope;
and Life,
has lost its lustre—
a dusted, antique object.
Fearful of evoking emotions,
I glance a passing eye,
pretending indifference,
as I immerse deeper—and deeper,
into this comfortable apathy—
kitsch imitation of life,
related to the parade of death!
Only that I breathe…
but feel—nothing.
Whilst counting the seasons
of my passed years,
I find myself questioning:
How long has it been since
I have died? —a perpetual death—
leading to death.
The irony of being alive
in a life, which has died

with your love…

Wednesday, January 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: apathy,existence,love and life,melancholy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bharati Nayak 04 January 2018

Wish you a very Happy New Year full of love and beauty.

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Bharati Nayak 04 January 2018

how long has it been since I have died? —a perpetual death— leading to death. The irony of being alive in a life, which has died with your love… - - - - When love is away and one feels life is not worth living without love, it is only a frozen existence.A very powerful and poetic expression of your melancholic heart, thanks for sharing.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 03 January 2018

Mihaela, such an interesting write👍👍👍

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Kumarmani Mahakul 03 January 2018

Heart sinks back in hibernation amazingly after love. But love beats with heart in every expression of word in this neatly drafted poem. A perpetual death—leading to death gives us amazing message to know truth. This poem is wonderful...10

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M Asim Nehal 31 March 2019

Loss of love is as good as loss of life, terse and profound poem MP, Liked it.10+

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Tom Allport 03 February 2018

a very sad poem of lost love which was never meant to be but surely it is better to have known love than not? ...................wonderfully written Mihaela

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Daniel Brick 05 January 2018

Those last three words, detached from the rest of the poem, could almost be the beginning of a new poem. I feel the energy of creativity surging in this poem, not at all a comfortable apathy. I suppose the last few lines mean: My life died when your love died. Which makes yoir poem a brave elegy of something lost but I imagine Venus whi cares fir you

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Yiyan Han 05 January 2018

God is love ...sure you'd find it, and thanks for sharing

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Savita Tyagi 04 January 2018

A heart crying out to get relief from pain. The hurt and disappointment of love and life brought out so beautifully. So good to read you again after a long time. Thanks for sharing.

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