by itchywitchGalway, Ireland
Jun 2011 1,337 Views 19 comments
Unheard prayer
Good morning my darling
are you still there laying, waiting for me
heavens" but what am i thinking, where else would you be?
seems lastnight he was needed elsewhere
reasons for again, my unheard prayer.
as i open your curtains i wonder
do you even feel the rays of the sun
how must it feel to be you, my silent quiet one.
what if you were to wake suddenly
me with shaver in hand' would you recognise us both?
heavens heres me again" another day in wonderland.
i'll have to be going now my love
our son is calling tonight
and the beautiful girl he will have with him
is to be his soon to be bride.
the joy' you should be sharing in this
know that i miss you, as i leave you with a kiss.
know, your side of the bed is still empty
with still your pj's under your pillow
just incase a miracle happens
and your returned back to me
the man i love and used to know...
but if not' il pray instead
release him, let his soul be
bring him on home to heaven
unsuffer him... unsuffer me.
are you still there laying, waiting for me
heavens" but what am i thinking, where else would you be?
seems lastnight he was needed elsewhere
reasons for again, my unheard prayer.
as i open your curtains i wonder
do you even feel the rays of the sun
how must it feel to be you, my silent quiet one.
what if you were to wake suddenly
me with shaver in hand' would you recognise us both?
heavens heres me again" another day in wonderland.
i'll have to be going now my love
our son is calling tonight
and the beautiful girl he will have with him
is to be his soon to be bride.
the joy' you should be sharing in this
know that i miss you, as i leave you with a kiss.
know, your side of the bed is still empty
with still your pj's under your pillow
just incase a miracle happens
and your returned back to me
the man i love and used to know...
but if not' il pray instead
release him, let his soul be
bring him on home to heaven
unsuffer him... unsuffer me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2011
About this poem:
once whilst visiting a friend in hospital i watched as a woman sat and chatted with her loved one who was in a coma and had been for many a long years, wondering what it must be like, how hard and difficult it must be is what inspired me to write this poem... thankfully im writing on imagination more so then experience but to you that have, my thoughts go out to you.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (19)
"but if not' il pray instead
release him, let his soul be
bring him on home to heaven
unsuffer him... unsuffer me."
The ultimate act of love. To love someone so much you allow them to go with dignity
it was sad watching her, she was in my thoughts and how her life must be for along time after seeing her... true, if you love someone you wish and pray for whats best for them
Best wishes
Fellsman (Bill).
When encountered with such a situation, I have always treated the other as if they could understand everything said/felt. What else can one do? Although my heart goes out to both, it is most difficult being either person in that situation. Love has the power to hold one to those unheard prayers.
both love and faith GNJ4U
sometimes i think cafetwo we see others that have it worse then us yet sometimes we never give them too much thought, but then sometimes we do
but never underestimate the mind of a witch
If this is your first poem you have a gift.
You write with dept,sorrowfulness,passion,Soul.
I Liked it a lot.
'Unsuffer him....Unsuffer me...Powerful ending.
thank you very much for your comment. its far from gifted i am when i read poems such as your own WHISPER MAN and many other lovely love poems from others, i envy you how you can write and explain your feeling so well just by choosing the right word and me? i cannot and i dont know why really
thank you lord
and thanks, im glad you enjoyed