I feel the last piece is very telling and very painful to read:
"I wonder should I leave this place
never return to visit
your future full of pain,
or continue raining silent moisture every day.
These walls you live behind are a fortress
that drain my soul,
no matter how hard I try,
alone.....
I cannot make them dissipate."
I saw the picture and smiled.. You are so beautiful..inside and out.. The poem itself then took me over. It's so powerful to me.. it has a gentle feel but holds tight to the heart.. The last line "alone....I cannot make them dissipate".. says it all..xo Another beauty Neva..xo
A very sad poem, but with a sense of selfless devotion underlying it - that place when you stand by somebody and you don't give up, even when all seems lost.
thank you Ahmad. I don't generallly use pictures of myself but I had played with this particular on.. read morethank you Ahmad. I don't generallly use pictures of myself but I had played with this particular one and it seemed appropriate for the write.
this is lovely ,dreamy and so deep
how i wondered through your thoughts ,eyes tears ,they fall
how you blind me behind those walls you built,if i could reach you
and seed in your mind like piece ,from me,i tried so hard
shall i leave and never return,you drain me all
or shall i wait still some more..wish i knew
how dear and tender those words
lovely..
Twenty percent battery, red line not hardly fare to review, without time, Dissipate? strong sound to the end of this word.a little harsh on my ear, but that might be the point.I long for silent moisture,mine is falling in sheets on tin,trembling breaths to rock sleep ,warm 3/4's, cold shoulder and one foot,dare the night . Your soul is fine Neva, your heart? now that is another poem.
This is such a descriptive emotional write of the withdrawal of love and affection.the reluctance to leave someone evident , inability to change perhaps. Poignant write Neva , heartbreaking.
Those inner voices can drive us mad, two sides of the coin are never in agreement with one another. I love the image, it compliments this piece so well. Beautifully written Neva.
I feel a broken heart, standing in the memories of what once was, but is to be no more. Should I remember and sit here silently weeping or should I move on, never to look back again.
Very sad but very nice, heartfelt and deep. Well done, Neva
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