You were a source of delight
The flicker of a candlelight
The glow of a dessert moon
The sparkle of jewel eyes
The sound of ocean waves
The soft touch of a breeze
But these days dear honey
And much to my chagrin
I miss your companionship
I feel unshielded from winds
Into the depth of my heart
Your silence is making a sound
Sending out echoes of fears
reverberating in the walls of my soul
Deep in my heart
You were a spot of love
But since you have deserted it
It is now filled by emptiness of mind
In the jaws of pain I am thrown, honey
As loneliness is trying me out
Like a child on a broken bicycle
Taking pleasure of my vulnerability
Like a tongue pushing itself through
a hole vacated by a fallen tooth
" I feel unshielded from winds" -- truly love is a marvelous protective barrier, from the influences which would lead to a broken heart -- there is melancholy and joy in your poem Abdi-Noor my friend -- may the spirit of the new year mend a wounded heart -- JMW
Abdi-Noor,
I can feel the lonliness in this write...the heartbreak. Thank you for such a kind comment on my poem! Yes, it could be song! Enjoyed your poem too!
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Be always safe,
Karen
beautiful writing.
Eileen
Walt
I can feel the lonliness in this write...the heartbreak. Thank you for such a kind comment on my poem! Yes, it could be song! Enjoyed your poem too!
Many blessings,
~Linda
Edwin
Georg