Unnumbered Waltz
by Ana Surguladze
Today is the sunniest day we’ve had in a while, See? Spring brought warmth with itself. Now I explore people’s faces in details: their hair shimmers, magnetic fields seem visible And their electrons hop to quick waltz music. The sun is busy laying its rays on passersby, So I soundlessly open these eyes now that they’re soothe And I sing my song-“Brightness and sorrows of youth”. Who can catch the glimpse of blooming sunsets, if not us? We run free, let the earth drown in its own fuss. We’re the seamen, deaf to the sounds of waves, sailing the ship with an unjust amount of love in our veins. The force we hold of being extinct to the world of pragmatism Let us overburden the universe with dramatist. Others reminiscence but we breathe the youth, witnessing how everyone else is abandoning the truth. The waltz music becomes distant, even persistent walking of men has to end, but the joy of having nosedives to come now feels terribly godsend. About to lose it, but I shower myself with euphoria, If things are called names, this one should be the melancholia.
The Author
Ana Surguladze Ana is a nineteen-year-old student who has been going through some turning points of her life. One them is realizing that while fighting daily pressures of life, the only thing she doesn’t have to fight for is poetry. It flows from everywhere and she has no trouble catching it.
Poet's Commentary Unnumbered Waltz- This poem feels like an ode to youth. Sometimes, when the whole world weighs on me and makes me think of how many things I’m failing at in life, I actually close my eyes for a moment to tell myself that I am young, I have time, nothing’s over yet. “Unnumbered waltz” was written after one of the aforementioned “revelations”. This piece of poetry has become a constant reminder that my existence cannot be defined as a race to the end.
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