Clueless in Romance

G!

The general rule is that
The more you are acquainted
With something the more you
Will come to know about it. By
That I mean the who, what, when,
Where and how, a manual for the
Cogs in the machine that makes
The thing work the way it is - and
If it's not too much trouble the 'Why'
Might also like to shed some light
On its secrets or hidden devices. So
Allow me to wonder why I know
So little about love though I've now
Been its companion for 3 years.
Allow me also to ask why I still
Scratch my head when I read your
Love poems, because the sensations
You describe are entirely foreign to
Me (not the ticklish feeling on the
Side of my bum when our faces
Touch - I feel that too because
I have sensitive nerves - but all
The seemingly transcendental
Experiences your prose hints
At so elusively), though not so
Foreign as to make me not
Lose sleep over it.
You know the feeling when
You're on the threshold of
A profound realization - the
Significance of which you
Have yet to grasp? Well I
Seem to be on that threshold,
Flattening myself against an
Translucent barrier that lets
Me see only shadows of what
Lies beyond my scope of
Understanding, and reveals
Nothing further. Obviously
You are telling me something
Profound (profound to you
At least), and sadly the
Substance of that profoundness
Is lost on me. It's like a letter
In invisible ink, I'd like to read
Its secrets, but I don't have the
Light to shine on the words.
You like to end your poems
With a question, so allow me
To confess that my mind
Comes up blank when I try to
Articulate the thoughts to
Generate my own such poems
And answer your inquiries. An
Unanswered question weighs
Heavily on my mind; you've
Given me several that left me
Speechless in reply. I pride
Myself on asking all the
Difficult questions, but
It looks like you're the
One giving me the most
Difficult ones all along.

Emotional Isolation

On the piece of land that
Is my figurative soul, you
Might come across
A castle - one that satisfies
Every definition of the word
"Fortress". This massive
Structure of polished
Sedimentary rock with
The mile-wide moat
Around it might
Look so imposing on
The outside that you
Might not notice the
Drawbridge is down
And the gridiron gate
Is raised. Upon entering
through the arches of the
Main gate towers, you might
Notice a reception stand with
No receptionist and the words
"Visitors are welcome" printed
On a sheet of paper taped to
The counter. There is no
Brochure to divulge the
Map of this castle, and
Most people don't take
This as an invitation to
Explore at will. The
Vast courtyard - as vast
As Tiananmen Square -
Contains not a single
Blade of grass, not a
Leaf of vegetation.
There are also no
Statues and/or fountains
Sprouting jets of water.
Naturally people don't
Give this scene a second
Glance, and miss noticing
That the large slab tiles
Paving the ground beneath
Their feet are adorned with
Intricate line carvings detailing
Great adventures and legends
Which might be quite fascinating
If you're into that kind of thing.
Make your way into the castle
Proper, and you might explore
All the many empty rooms like
Cathedrals with their spacious
Parameters and tall ceilings.
And the echoes of your
Footsteps creating music
Resonating perpetually in
The vastness. If you listen
Closely, you can hear a
Different music in every
New room you come to
(Don't worry around getting
Lost, the exit is always just
A few steps away, for a
Speedy departure); all these
Rooms are empty except
One; and naturally the
Room that isn't empty
Draws the most curiosity.
This I sometimes find
Puzzling; are a thousand
Empty universes no less
Profound than a grain of
Matter? Nevertheless, we
Are servants to our curious
Desires, and if you are
Determined to seek out
The one room that does
Not resonate with your
Own footsteps, be your
Own guest; but like I
Said before, there exists
No map to this castle,
So you cannot find your
Way to it unless you
Explore diligently with
A bit of luck at your
Side. To this day,
I don't think anyone
Has found the way to
This one room yet.

Requiem

G!

No composer in the history
Of music seemed to have
Written more than one
Requiem.

It makes sense, because
Death only comes once.

By definition a requiem is
A mass for the dead; the
Departed; the deceased.

I wonder if composers
Had in mind the mentally
Defeated teenagers of
Today as well as recently-
Rendered corpses when
They sat down to pen
Requiems.

I wonder if a composer
Has ever written a requiem
For soul-crushed high-school
Students; in our world, it seems
The mortality rate of the mind has
Risen above the mortality rate of
The body and flesh. It seems this
Mortality rate is most prevalent
Among teenagers.

If a requiem were written for
Such teenagers, I hope it is
In the key of B-flat minor.