Mad Girl's Love Song

Sylvia Plath remains one of my favorite writers. She might be neurotic for having committed suicide as people declare. But she wrote with her heart on fire, and those flames burn anyone reading her. Her journals which I am halfway through are extremely enriching with words, desires, and dreams. Mad Girl's Love Song has been my favorite of her many beautiful poems, since the first time I set my eyes on the name Sylvia Plath. This poem was written by her when she was still a student at Smith college.  

Sylvia Plath 

This poem gives a very base meaning to that unrequited love, that never was, that man that never was, those daydreams that never became anything more. The world that one makes up inside their head. 

The last para is the most I love. It longs for love, it regrets and it knows that again, the heart was mistaken. .

 Mad Girl's Love Song


"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"