Whatever happened, I'm not the one,
I guessed from silence, breach of trust,
I guessed from dumbness of my mind
That days I spent with you are past.
Whatever happened, I guessed it right,
I knew from stillness in my heart,
From senses dulled and void in mind
That days I spent with you are past.
Whatever happened, I know not much,
Just breach of trust like shattered glass.
Should there be love, another chance?!
Those days I spent with you are past.
Whatever happened, ended thus,
Romantic tale of love, its page finale,
No sequence meant, end of romance,
Love that was nice belongs to past.
Whatever happened, I know this much
That grass is withered, sky's overcast,
Just poignant memories and void in mind
It is this much that’s left to me from past.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
We can't wave away past love as if nothing happened. Poignant memories keep gnawing at our heart. It remains for us to hope we can survive yet another blow with dignity.
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The last few weeks my soul has been crossing the plain of desolation,
The type of place where you’re dead but alive,
The type of place where you’re human but you’re not,
The type of place where wraiths go that are beyond the grip of alcohol...
I begin to wonder whether it’s worth going on,
And then, I remember,
I remember her name,
Mz A…,
A little life colors my face,
Something very faint stirs in me,
I remember being in her sweet arms,
Interest flickers in my glazed eyes…,
Memories, bittersweet memories,
Lying in each other’s arms,
Me, the fool, her, the wise one,
Me, fishing in troubled waters, too blind to see or care?
Her, hurting so much, clinging to what meagre love she could find…,
What were those nights like?
Happy hours together,
Wooing, wanting, kissing, touching,
Talking, laughing, playing...
I spent time with her Mom, I spent time with her Dad, who were my own age,
I enjoyed her immensely,
Yet, yet beneath the surface,
I was nursing the huge hole in my soul,
She sensed the other woman between us,
I sensed the other man between us...
So, here we were, two kindred spirits,
Deeply in love with two other people,
Seeking solace in each other’s harbors’,
Like ghost ships, lost in some watery wilderness,
Like birds who have forgotten how to fly...
Yes, what were those nights like?
Can I lift the veil sufficiently to see?
I try, I give up, I give up on the night, instead I write her,
She responds, asks how I am,
She’s still hurting, her wound still there,
I sense her pain, it goes thru me like a javelin,
The healer in me responds,
I give her what I can,
I send her love and light and laughter…,
And crawl back to my memories…,
Like the forlorn Gollum character from 'Lord of the Rings',
Muttering to himself:- '...gollum, gollum..., in a land where Sun has failed and Moon is dead...'
Pressing replay over and over again…
Fast-forward a couple of years,
We meet again, we’re still two emotional shreds,
Yes, like a drug addict, I’m immensely enjoying my fix of her,
Her wounded body, tight against mine,
Her head buried in my bosom,
Her breath gentle on my chest,
Her smell calming to my nostrils,
Oh, my love, oh, my sweet darling friend,
How differently I would do things now,
How different my words would be, how different my feelings,
How different my touch, how different my kisses,
How free I would be, how happy I would be…,
But, alas, it was just not meant to be…
Adieu my sweet…
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
I wrote this about 13 years ago, I will probably always regret messing this one up, sigh..., also, this is a repost and a bit of a re-write..., why? its a favourite of mine, nostalgia??? why not eh?
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Author: Unknown
Yesterday ,
I met a man in love
He's still in love with her
Cuz I can see her in his eyes
Strangly ,
A Man , Truly in love
She's far away with another man
And he can't sleep at night
Told me ,
He regrets it everytime he sees her face
He lost her and made her run away
Looks like we finaly found , Prince Charming
I can't beleive , how much he's falling
Felt so sorry for him and remembered how I used to be
Wanted to help out , But his tears were fallin' down
I know it's too late for him now
He wishes he could turn back time
I'll never forget her , he said
I couldn't put out an answer or an end
Never seen a man in love before
But I told him , with your story you gave me hope
There are still men with hearts and souls
Who would still be fallin' in love
You made me proud , I'll say it out loud
Never knew I'd meet a man like you
You're special , I wish she was with you
But it's everyone's story
We fall and rise
So Don't you worry !
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Posted: Apr 2011
About this poem:
True Story !!!
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