Is it you or is it I

Hear the sound of silence
knocking at your door
is it you
or is it I

Hear the sound of laughter
in an empty room
curtains open to garden
where flowers used to bloom

Is it you or is it i
which one came back again
to the place we began
house upon the cliff

We said we would return
if our love came back
in the shadows i stand
with a suitcase to unpack

Hear the sound of silence
knocking at the door
i am here
waiting for you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
just imagination at work..not based on any event..

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Comments (10)

mcradloff
I don't own a suitcase, so you must be well off. Good poem.
gnj4u
Hi, christian22,
This is such a poignant poem.
0rpheus
A very nice poem to read handshake
SCatlyn
Oh, goodness... it is a poignant poem crying

but also very enjoyable to read. Great poetry! teddybear
christian22
hi happygolucky4u..thanks for viewing this onethumbs up
christian22
thanks mcradloff, glad you liked it..
christian22
hi niah, ah yes you are moving .see what you mean..thanks for the input..
christian22
hi gn..thank you too for that nice comment...ys thoughtful poem..
christian22
hi orpheus, thanks once more for that comment..
christian22
hi scatlyn and hey thank you once again for that nice and kind remark on the poems..appreciated as always..wave
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