Forever More (poem) by Sherry Bach on AuthorsDen

Forever More
by Sherry Bach → (All Poetry by Sherry Bach)
Sunday, April 26, 2015 Rated "G" by the Author.

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What will be will be
Forever More © 4.25.15 Sherry Bach I never thought that I'd still be here The thought of your kiss, why do I care? But care I do, I don't know how To let you go, it's as if by now I should have moved passed the way you captured me I should have run fast, the way it's supposed to be You proved your point by turning away To other lovers, but they wouldn't stay I tried to forget but I can't even Get you outta my head, what is the meaning? Say the words, make me aware Connect the dots, do you dare? Not over it still falling, can't shut out your eyes It's not a delusion, it was real, it wasn't lies That crawled into my soul leaving nowhere to hide Come to me, come to me, my love and my life Let me make it real, let me understand My soul longs to feel the touch of your hand The truth and the trick elude the most reason The warmth of your spirit will, in due season Find its way home, find a key to every door And whatever we are, will be forever more

Reviewed by Diana Wiles

Reviewed on May 1, 2015

When the 'one' comes along....finally the memory will be all but erased...
If not, time heals they say...but I have found...it really does...
However, perhaps surprisingly....
The 'one' could turn out to be yourself!
Love,
Diana....

Reviewed by Sherry Bach

Reviewed on April 27, 2015

It's always interesting to read these comments and get others' take on a piece...sometimes the projected message is not commensurate to what I'm feeling but once a piece is conceived, whether it is exactly what I wanted to say or not, the path is cleared and I must follow it. Writing is probably the only area of my life where I allow myself this...a total freedom to explore...the consequences are minimal, the results sometimes amazing.

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

What will be will be,
even when we're left behind,
but there's hope in tomorrow,
for a troubled mind.

Michael D.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

I agree with Jerry. Some bittersweet thoughts expressed in this poem. While it's hard to go out on your own, it's probably for the best. Once you've discovered that you can live well by yourself, others will notice and want to join you.

Ron

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on April 26, 2015

Oh boy, this is self punishment to the nth. I understand it. I wish I didn't but I do, and it is a horrible way to live, constantly remembering our lovers who have gone on. They may have gone on, but we can't do the same. Time. Even time can't erase our vivid memories. I understand it, but I am fortunate to have found myself, and actually have another love. So there is hope.