Tag sad love poems
That almost slipped into the present
And became a distant futureI will always think of thee
Of all the things we could have done
And what we could of have been
Once upon a time you were there, for real, but not now, ever
When you went away my world crumbled and all is ruined, dust
Where did you go? So far away I could not see or hear you.
I counted the scabbed bits littering my heart
And picked them off quickly,
so no one would see
All of the damage that
they’d done to me
But it hurt when I pulled,
and all the bits bled
It made my heart ache, and
it stained my hands red
Shines,
She will have been ripped and scorned
By a force not benign,
The sky will close up with scores
Of infinite grey,
And you will burn with the pain
Of him having passed away,
There will come a day when the leaves no longer
Grow,
They will have been plucked and fallen
Down the darkest hole,
The branches will droop diminished
And you will sacrifice your hope
Of saving his last few minutes,
Promised forever and a day.
Sad eyes reflecting, two times two,
Somehow hands held slipped away,
And love moved another way.
Starlight on waves that swayed,
Misty cloud dreams from the first of days.
Thus glowing comet trails pulsed as if to say:
to carve into the shape of your heart
Your eyes sparkle under a moonlit sky
Or is it just my imagination?
You offer it to me with thousands of promises
and I take it, no questions asked
Sweet words slip from your lips
but it tastes bitter on my tongue
You wrap me in a tight embrace
and I choke on the crisp night air
without tasting any salt
-less bitter-
but not the ocean anymore
Leaving after work in the morning light
makes forgetting all but easy
-painful reminders-
Of what we used to be.
when I long to touch you
My arms, deprived of your curves
My eyes, blind to see your borders
I can’t hold you anymore
as the sun is a kidnapper,
a tormentor, who tears you apart
my hand in his
the crunch of the gravel
under the wet tire
in your dad’s quarry
the damp thick of the air
in which two hearts lingered
suspended there
for a few tragic years
one higher than the other
before they came undone
plummeting and shattering
My thoughts are still your thoughts,
My dreams governed by your ways,
My head is filled with idle notions,
I’m still going through the motions,
Yet despair permeates the air,
It clings to my clothes,
Sits in your empty chair.
My emotions raw,
My devotion not required anymore,
For you have found a new love,
A younger version of me,
A man whose belly burns with fire,
Not a solid, dependable soul like me.
