avatarIva Hotko

Summary

The text reflects on the intermittent nature of melancholy that comes with the awareness of inevitable loss and the finite nature of happiness.

Abstract

The poem titled "Not Always, But Sometimes" by Iva delves into the emotional duality of experiencing joy and sorrow. It acknowledges that while not constantly present, the realization of potential loss can sometimes leave a person feeling as if they are facing an emotional void. The author expresses that even in moments of happiness, the fear of eventual loss can bring about unexpected tears, questioning the extent of happiness one is allowed to feel. The text conveys a deep connection between happiness and the sadness that stems from the knowledge that all good things must come to an end.

Opinions

  • The author feels that the absence of a loved one's presence can be as palpable and chilling as a cold breeze passing through a void within.
  • There is a recognition that happiness is often shadowed by the inherent sadness of impermanence, even without any specific cause for sorrow.
  • The poet ponders the fairness of happiness in the face of its inevitable conclusion, hinting at an underlying anxiety about the end of joyful experiences.
  • Iva admits to sometimes crying when confronted with the inescapable truth that all relationships, no matter how cherished, will one day have to end.

Not Always, But Sometimes

Fear of loss

Image by Iva Hotko

Not always, but sometimes, absence of your lips feels like a cold breeze touching the abyss inside my being.

Sometimes, not always, I get sad thinking how one day all this will end.

Where there is happiness there are always tears even if they have no reason to exist apart from fear.

Fear of an end, dread of a loss. How much happiness are we entitled to have?

Not always, but sometime I cry — when I face the fact that one day we will have to part.

~ Iva

Poetry
Fear
Love
Loss
Illumination
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