Shih-Fang Wang

Love Without Wings

 

She dreams of a kind of love

With eyes and ears

That sees covert aspiration

And hears reticent yearning

 

A love that can serve as a filler

To patch up all the hollows

Occupied by despairs

To seal the crevices of distrust

 

A love as powerful as a salve

That can smooth scars in memories

And heal wounds in the heart

A love as balmy as warm current

In soothing weary soul and ragged spirit

 

A love that does not treat her like

An object for possession

That is not a lavish pretense

And will not get old

Nor grow wings to fly away

Love Object

 

They met in a party

Bewitched by her beauty

He passionately fell in love with her

Adored her as a goddess

She became his love object

 

Happily they got married

And children born thereafter

Being a devoted wife

Even more a loving mother

She got buried in busy house work

Drudgery of everyday life

Gradually eroded her beauty

As well as their love

 

And for him

As his career prospered

Attractive women never

Ceased to flirt with him

Before she caught it

He had long entangled

With another woman

Younger and prettier

 

She struggled to save her marriage

Only to realize love was

Neither negotiable

Nor restorable with forgiveness

And when he voided love to her

She was left as an object

Disposable

  

 

Bio

Shih-Fang Wang: After retirement from medical profession in 2016, I shifted gears and entered into the fascinating art world.  I enjoy writing and watercolor painting.  In Dr. Mira N. Mataric’s  creative writing class I started to write poems.  Through expressing emotions, depicting humanity, exploring life and nature with poems I am able to gain more insight into my inner world.