Why do we have to ask questions?*?

Question

*question irrelevant

"Dreaming of Blue Morning"

Was it ever hard

to let go?

Your radiance

captured me,

a brilliant comet

in a dark dark sky.

The implosion of a star

in my heart,

crystalline scintillations,

a new song

from lips

unused to melody.

And yet,

my hands

are not large enough

to hold the world.

Why do you let me

hold your heart?

Answer 1

Poetic descriptions speak of the ecstasy, (sparkling flashes and violent collapses) depicting joy and a heart letting go to chance being held in human hands? Beautiful.

Answer 2

Letting you hold my heart

The answer to your question

I can see

Even if you do not

The strength you possess

So please

Accept my request

And hold on to my heart

Answer 3

The words and imagery within this poem are both charming and captivating.  "The implosion of a star/in my heart,/crystalline scintillations,..."  Beautiful.  I really like how you ended the poem with a question.  I don't know if it's funny, strange, or normal, but I found myself answering it :)  Fabulous as always.

Answer 4

Very nice, probably in the minority but "crystalline scintillations" would not be choice for this line.  Overall, well done.

Answer 5

Omg this is so wonderful. Kudos to you!! AWESOME job!

Answer 6

The line implosion of a star in my heart is cross generational.  Lovely work as usual.

Answer 7

The last line nailed me.

Answer 8

Which question? The leader? The last question of your poem? I like poetry that ends in a question. It gives the reader something to reflect upon? Don't you?

Answer 9

With you having this gentle touch that takes the reader to NO TIME NO PLACE, where only there, we don't have to ask questions. Beautiful !  

Answer 10

a letting heart lives back the life it got,

a weightless matter for worlds to carry.

Of easy release the love lade ferry,

never forgetting a true lovers knot.

Answer 11

WOW!!!!!! this is so great!!!!!!! but did you wrote it??????