A Poem

An impossible love story.

I needn’t stroke your silken hair
or touch rose petal skin.
The type of love I have for you....
it burns from deep within.

While in my soul the fires rage,
and nothing is consumed.
My spirit wanders aimlessly,
from room to darkened room.

The proper words I cannot say,
to show you my great love.
Yet here I’m staring at your face,
while you look from above.

Still my heart stirs with great desire,
to reach up and touch you.
As these feelings that I’m feeling,
I know they’re in you too.

 

But you will someday think of me,
when this book you have closed.
And I am just a memory....
and not the one you chose.

Alas...
Of all that I have looked up at,
‘tis you I wished I’d known.
For yours is a breathing spirit,
and mine.... I’m just a poem.

 

A Sean Allen Poem

© 2006 D McDaniel Hayden

Reviews

[Edward James]

With 50+ reviews, I doubt I can tell you anything new or groundbreaking as far as analysis goes, so I'll say that I really do like this poem. I'm a sucker for old fashioned rhyme schemes and rhythm, and not being a visual person, for me the aural sensation of reading a poem is quite often every bit as important as the message conveyed. Saying that, I love the pulse of this piece, and the idea that a poem (whether yours or someone else's) is observing and caring for you in the same way you do it is quite pleasant. I think I may have to reevaluate some poetry after reading this.

Nice write, I look forward to reading more

Edward

[God's Little Whispers B..]

Yes indeed, we must be friends....smiles. What an awesome write of love that is untouchable. So sad
when one realizes that too late....or isn't brave enough to just the chosen words while the time is
right. My heart aches for you as you write this poem to someone that you obviously love very much.
But, I do want to say...you, my dear new friend, could never be 'just a poem'. You are a man of
love, warmth and empathy. Never forget that my friend. Love and light...Mary Anne ^j^ ....This is
an awesome write...truly.

[Dave]

Excellent verse Sean this was such a moving and touching poem to read my friend. Take care now Dave

[imm's place]

Ane extraordinary poem. A beautiful and loving write. i loved this.

[Diane]

This is a lovely poem, Sean. I just happened on it, while I was wandering around the site and like so many others have obviously done, fell in love with it. Your personification of the poem as the lover is an interesting twist to what may have been expected. However,' My spirit wanders aimlessly/ from room to darkened room' shows that this personification is not tied to one place � the book � but, like the words from which the poem is constructed, it moves around the entire space, filling all the corners.

The gentle rhyme of the poem forms a fitting backdrop to the images therein contained. A touch of sadness � the sadness of the abandoned lover � hides between the rows and made me feel that I should straight away take down all my books of poetry and reassure all my old favourites that they were still loved and that I would not forget them.
Diane

[All faded blue]

I really enjoyed this! It reflects such depth of emotion. We should have the joy of experiencing such!!!!

[angelina neves]

amazingly beautiful!

[Angela Talbert]

This is an absolutely fantastic poem. You had a nice rhyme scheme and even flow and beautiful content with emotion. Beautiful.

[Lydia Shutter]

Breathtaking romantic longing in this extremely well written poem. Flawless rhythm and rhyme. This stanza is my favorite:
"But you will some day think of me,
when my book you have closed.
And I am just a memory...
and not the one you chose. "

We often wonder if the one who got away remembers....I sincerely believe they do! lydia

[Dezaraye]

This poem is so sentimental and beautiful and so well-written. It's one of the best love poems that I've ever read. You certainly have a gift.

[Deanarrlack]

This is probabaly one of the best love poems Ive ever read. Not at all apathetic, like so many are. It shows a true love.

My spirit wanders aimlessly,
from room to darkened room.

The proper words I cannot find,
sometimes to show my love.
Yet here I�m staring at your face,
while you look from above.

I think is an exceptional part of the poem. Id go more in depth, but there simply isnt reason too., Thanks.