Somewhere beyond the veil, far from the claws of civility,
Past the grey building that echos hostility,
Lies a humble hearth that would save my sanity,
touched by the goddess Hestia’s divinity.
Oh! Look-emerging from the lemon orchards is my lover,
Who runs to bring me a four leaf clover.
His golden touch makes me shiver;
I swear you could see his eyes shimmer.
You could taste the saline breeze,
That sprints from the languid sea;
the waves thrash in a symphony-
My brush drips with aquamarine.
You can smell the warm honeyed sky,
Curling from the fresh baked pies,
Or from the midnight hyacinths that cry ,
That my golden one helped reach the sky.
Those delicate fingers pluck the stings of the lyre,
Resonating a rhapsody the gods admire,
That fills my heart with desire,
As I look dumbstruck ,this heartthrob I’ve acquired.
You say,“when you know you know”,
And I think I will finally grow’
With my arms linked with my beau’
As we cocoon under the weeping willow.
But my ears rings with screams,
As I realise it was all a dream;
My sheets wet from the streams-
Was it all just my mind’s scheme?
My world now is once again grey.
I don’t know how will I go about my day;
My hands have no-one left to sway,
For I am as lonely as they say.
You tell me, that memory I should not save,
But my heart is not that brave.
For after all, I am my grief’s slave-
You know each day I wish I were in my grave.
this is a lyrical tour of love, loss, and yearning, interwoven with imagery informed by Greek myth. The poem is a journey through a dream world in which the warmth of divine affection and the intensity of the world come crashing up against the cold realities of the everyday. Rich with symbolism and hue, the speaker moves through the ecstasy of an ideal world and the despair of finding oneself awake in a world of solitude. The poem combines the otherworldly loveliness of nature, the emotional power of music, and the uncooked force of myth to forge a haunting meditation on the difference between dream and waking life. ( if you read closely the lover is Apollo). it is modern twist to The Song of Achilles
