For far too long I have carried this torch Walking over hot coals, my feet sorely scorched It flickered with the light of a star lit candle Much more than one single heart could handle
It absorbed my life but brought little satisfaction It always searched to find your loves reaction It sought the beam of passionate emission Always seeming turned off, in darkened submission
But still it glowed like a homing beacon Just for your affection to guide your minds reason All you had to do was press the hearts switch But your fingers held back, resisting their twitch
If two lights could never hope to meet Then singular love is a sorrowful lonely street Like the memories of time it will eventually fade Like the passing of the last old soldiers parade
For the torch of love cannot forever stay bright? When the batteries of life fail in their sight
Hey Rob, This poem is my lifes story, how did you know? No but really, very sad..but it is easy for me to relate. Thanx for posting..and welcome back!! JGF
Great insight, wonderful coice of words, and the pain and recognition works it's way into a solution at the end.
paloma66Manukau, Auckland New ZealandJan 18, 2010
I feel connected to this.....Rob it brings out the real you.Pain and being in love makes us poets.I cant find words enough to write here at the moment,it has touched my heart.Keep going Rob give us some more of the poet in you.Paloma
If two lights could never hope to meet Then singular love is a sorrowful lonely street Like the memories of time it will eventually fade Like the passing of the last old soldiers parade
Unrequited love-always sad...but even that will soon vanish in your mind.. "Like the memories of time it will eventually fade Like the passing of the last old soldiers parade"
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This poem is my lifes story, how did you know? No but really, very sad..but it is easy for me to relate. Thanx for posting..and welcome back!! JGF
Beautiful poem encapturing
sorrow of one way love.
Hey JG Cry me a river
Thanks for the comment.
Rob
JG has a good friend in you, so let it flow!
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Just a way of looking at lonely love!
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I suppose we can all relate to this, at least us that are on this site.
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Lost I am afraid to say, thanks for your kind words.
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But your fingers held back, resisting their twitch
If two lights could never hope to meet
Then singular love is a sorrowful lonely street"
now that is what I call poetry!...ok now I'm up to date, thanks Rob.
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Then singular love is a sorrowful lonely street
Beautifully sad Rob.
A familiar road for me...
your write, is so real...
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Then singular love is a sorrowful lonely street
Like the memories of time it will eventually fade
Like the passing of the last old soldiers parade
Exquisite poem Rob...Suits my mood of the moment.
Rob
"Like the memories of time it will eventually fade
Like the passing of the last old soldiers parade"
Great to see you.
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