Solitude

Solitude

A Poem by Blake Fodor

With patience, I ask for your emergence
Here by my side, where I am implied
While marching moments, mutely torments

An eternity, in severity
Has bestowed a union, of a companion-
No, not with your magnitude, but with solitude

I keep on talking, and unlocking
All my precious emotions, vast as oceans
And only on my friend hereby, do I rely

I keep on waiting, endurance initiating
But the pain, I cannot refrain,
It takes the breath, and touch in-depth

This heavy toll, wrenches my soul
But I must, keep the trust
On my wait, for times ahead

Or should I, untie-
This loop of pause, and eventually cross-
This border, of disorder!

At least this end, I have a friend
To share my presence, my innocence!
You have returned my youth, my new friend
 

- solitude…solitude…

© 2014 Blake Fodor


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This is one interesting write and I truly enjoyed, Thank you for sharing

Posted 10 Years Ago


Simply beautiful and so eloquently penned. I love the sheer elegance of your write

Posted 10 Years Ago


This amazing piece of poetry has a natural soulful feel

Posted 10 Years Ago


The power of these words move me deeply

Posted 10 Years Ago


Beautifully detailed. Good work

Posted 10 Years Ago


I love how your passion spills forth.. Your style truly beats like a heart..

Posted 10 Years Ago


Loved the rhyme of this one, a lot of them were very clever and it was an unusual setup. Solitude can be a plague or a privilege depending on your perspective, and you make that clear in this.

Posted 10 Years Ago


A really nice write. You have a quiet way of expressing yourself, that leaves lots of room for thought.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wonderful wordplay and content, there is a silent strength to these words that ignites a fire, well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


What a great write. Really enjoyed this, how you've come full circle with memories of youthful times.
Bring alone allows us the time to lay things to rest but I think ultimately it would drive us mad.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Blake Fodor
Blake Fodor

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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