Days ago, a little past midnight, before switching off my PC, I closed my eyes listening music, to feel calm, to make me in the mood for bed and sleep, when the track with Johan Sebastian Bach “Siciliano” hit my heart like a brutal knife made of ice and I felt tears in my eyes writing the poem below…
In the image inside my head suddenly I was there, in an unknown graveyard as the day was dying out, heavy and gray clouds and a wet mist in the air, I felt cold outside and inside standing in front of that new tomb with a small marble head piece telling me that under the dirt and the flowers was the unknown love that I wished so much…and that I never had…
After she left…nothing was the same,
a little piece of marble, she was gone,
engraved by strange hands her name,
tell it to everyone in that churchyard.
The flowers in those wreaths will die,
the autumn wind will forceful come,
to take away those petals that are dry,
but wouldn’t take my pain, it will not.
Asked to leave the cemetery enclosure,
by the Caretaker saying that I should go,
he didn’t cared for tears running down,
or that after I went she will be all alone.
In the street I saw lovers holding hands,
only if they knew how much it is lost
when love ones come from you apart
and nobody is there with a little comfort.
After she left, nothing more was there,
just the edge of the abyss and the call,
and so my feet walked, urged by pain,
to end it all, far below, on those rocks.
Hell most be not to have been loved
or learned how to love someone…
Dear Georg,
You have shared with us a very emotional and poignant picture of the prospect that all long-term lovers fear--including myself--when we acknowledge the fact that by death, one of us will remain all alone.
Yet in a lyrical twist of viewpoint, you have shared with us the helpless feeling of not wanting our departed to be left alone without our presence and love, certainly a unique perspective.
But many of us take solace in knowing that the departed--being now in the perfection of God's presence--will not feel the sting of absence of an earthly lover but will simply wait patiently for their heavenly reunion.
It is in the promise of the departed waiting at Heaven's Door that strengthens the soul of the remaining partner in knowing that their separation is but a slight moment in God's overall plan for each of us, acknowledging that the gift of life and love is precious beyond description.
"If I go, she will be all alone" is a deep and powerful sharing that stirs us all to truly value every present moment of life.
Georg,
The Graves Of Love Can Be So Vast...I Feel Your Poem Deeply...
But Yes, I Cannot Imagine Never Knowing Love...
It Is Everywhere & It Is Everything
& It Is Also Painful In Parting...
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
So much sadness in this beautiful expression so
Beautifully writing your words captured
the painful feeling of the loss of a love!
Brilliant write!!
Peace Love and Light....and hugsss...Morning Star
...sadness of expression...of every word...within every line...of lost love is heartfelt...to say that the writing here is so beautifully written...is an honor.
of excellence Georg...
John
Grorg, I read this yesterday and intentionally left it to come back to today. It is so strong and with such passion and deep emotion that I was choked up reading it. This is one of your best works and should be published...hope you have submitted it to places.
How sad, yet reminiscent of the longing within your heart that goes unfulfilled. When one passes into the next realm there never is any turning back and loved ones are left to mourn, that is unless you are the last.....
Georg I could put myself in your photo feeling your words within my heart, I don't ever want to be there although we have no say. Thank you for sharing a heartfelt write.
This composition is painted with the colors of the rainbow of emotions, and written with ink mixed with blood of loneness. "If I go, she will be all alone" is a poetic flower.
Poignant thoughts that touch the heart with emotions that are invariably shared by all humans. Thank God that grief does not endure forever ...
Light and Wisdom ...
I feel the hurt, going through the hurt, don't have speakers so cannot listen to the music. But I know the hurt is there and is going to stay around too. I like to visit my hubby's grave as much as I can and to say goodbye over and over again. It comforts me somewhat.
Georg, listening to the music stirred up such tender passionate feelings and while reading your poem, I could feel your energy and your intensity of passionate longing. Yes, one must have loved to know how deeply this can hurt...Remarkable poetry my dear friend.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Hell must be not to have been loved,
or learned how to love someone…
A truly sad and somber piece, brother. But I see you've mastered adding the music; I knew you would; and I think I'll listen to this captivating song again.
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You have shared with us a very emotional and poignant picture of the prospect that all long-term lovers fear--including myself--when we acknowledge the fact that by death, one of us will remain all alone.
Yet in a lyrical twist of viewpoint, you have shared with us the helpless feeling of not wanting our departed to be left alone without our presence and love, certainly a unique perspective.
But many of us take solace in knowing that the departed--being now in the perfection of God's presence--will not feel the sting of absence of an earthly lover but will simply wait patiently for their heavenly reunion.
It is in the promise of the departed waiting at Heaven's Door that strengthens the soul of the remaining partner in knowing that their separation is but a slight moment in God's overall plan for each of us, acknowledging that the gift of life and love is precious beyond description.
"If I go, she will be all alone" is a deep and powerful sharing that stirs us all to truly value every present moment of life.
Richard
The Graves Of Love Can Be So Vast...I Feel Your Poem Deeply...
But Yes, I Cannot Imagine Never Knowing Love...
It Is Everywhere & It Is Everything
& It Is Also Painful In Parting...
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Beautifully writing your words captured
the painful feeling of the loss of a love!
Brilliant write!!
Peace Love and Light....and hugsss...Morning Star
of excellence Georg...
John
Fee
Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Cryssa
This composition is painted with the colors of the rainbow of emotions, and written with ink mixed with blood of loneness. "If I go, she will be all alone" is a poetic flower.
I salute You, Poet.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Light and Wisdom ...
Sending you love from afar... know that you are loved my friends!!
Love Tinka
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
or learned how to love someone…
A truly sad and somber piece, brother. But I see you've mastered adding the music; I knew you would; and I think I'll listen to this captivating song again.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Cheers,
Dan