Hold my hand and talk to me (Love poem #5)

Love poetry

 

Hold my hand and talk to me
 I’ll listen and laugh
  and wipe away your tears.

The sound of your voice when
 you tell anecdotes
  your hopes, your fears.

 

You catch me on one of my good days

Rain has stopped, the scent hangs in the air

Would you love me still in the autumn;
would you love me when I’m not there?

 

Hold my hand and talk to me
 sing me some praises
  give me some strength

I’m not half the man that I should be
 not even a fraction
 not even one-tenth.

 

I catch you as you’re about to fall
into a wintry, wind-stricken night

The stars are there, behind the clouds

They whisper: it’s alright.

 

Author's Note

thanks for reading. i'm still not doing great, i am suffering from a psychosis and i haven't been able to reply to everyone or read many of your posts. i promise i will get back on to that asap. i really want to be there for everyone and enjoy your works but i'm not living in this dimension right now. thank you again for reading and sorry i can't reciprocate straight away but i will be back soon! looking forward to seeing your names again.

Reviews

[Soren]

Now here’s a poem that shows its brilliance just as the stars behind the clouds. Its magnificent is hidden beneath the layer that obscures its direct beauty. Very cleverly done. It shows a brightness in the soul of the author. It shines through any darkness. I love this poem.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

it was actually written during a depressive phase. i wrote it to mae myself feel better. i'm glad my efforts shone through the darkness.

[Marie]

A very beautifully crafted poem, Ern! The writer wants someone special to hold his hand, to tell him little stories, and her hopes and fears. He wants to listen to everything she has to say, good and not-so-good. He tells her today is one of his good days, he wants to know if she will love him with the passing of time, even when he is not here physically. In return, he promises to be there for her always, to help her in every way he can, to catch her should she fall, to rise with her like the phoenix, from the old ashes so that together they may enter a new era. He tells her that the stars still shine behind the clouds, though she cannot see them in daylight, they are still there and my feeling is, that should a day come when he is not physically here, he will be here with her in Spirit. A poem filled with hope, understanding, love, of give and take, of hope and I love it, Ern! A privilege to read, thank you for sharing...
Ps/ Hope you are now well again, dear friend. Take very good care of you, keep safe and well... Every possible good wish ~ Marie ~

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

you've picked up everything i wanted to say. and that elates me, i think i am feeling better now. i am very grateful for your friendship and love reading your comments. let's read each others works again soon. Ern.

[Marie]

Thank you for your kind words, dear poet... Wishing you a very blessed and joyful day to enjoy...

[Pryde Foltz]

I catch you as you’re about to fall
into a wintry, wind-stricken night

The stars are there, behind the clouds

They whisper: it’s alright.

Oh my goodness. So beautiful. You really captured the romantic sublime here:) Loved:)

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you so much! it's a bit cheesy, but i'm glad you were able to accept it.

[Pryde Foltz]

Yes, I am rather an aficionado of cheese. This wasn't cheese;)

[Thomas W Case]

Beautiful work. Tons of heart and emotion.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Thomas!

[Sami Khalil]

You deserve the praises for writing beautiful poetry for your muse or beloved; love is in the air and available to all who believe in it and feel it.
Hope all is well.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

absolutely is. sometimes. these moment are always too short. thanks for everything, hope to see you again soon.

[Sami Khalil]

You will. You are welcome Ern.

[Mauricio Montoya]

Wow food for thought, Catholic its father, son, holy.ghost, native its father sky, mother earth, and great spirit. We all have our spirit's there always has to be something greater than ourselves. Great write it brings hope as I read every need comes together and in the end everything will be alright.
Thank you for sharing an Excellent write

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you sir. i am glad this work gave you something to think about. i am usually a lot more philosophical than this, but i guess my big ideas are marked in everything i touch. thank you again, please check out my works any time.

[Neville]

there is so much beauty held here & perfectly wrapped in a vulnerability uncommonly good .. Neville

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Neville. your support is always encouraging.

[Arundass TP]

Excellent writting, poem is full of optimism charged. Very powerful lines. Keep it up

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you sir. and i hope to see more of your works soon as well!

[JustJulie]

Sadly beautiful. I hope you fell okay soon. Keep healing.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thanks Julie. i'm taking it slow now, glad i could still share something with you.

[Eilis]

A lovely poem that gets to the heart of a vulnerability that can never fully be shared by anyone. There are things we feel or are or do or suffer with in life that we cannot quite let others in on even if we wish to. Sometimes the wish to share that self can itself be a source of anxiety or pain.

The question of will I still be loved when I am most vulnerable and most need to be loved is a big one and one that can never be answered until we’re in the middle of it. So often, as lovers and friends, people have good intentions but don’t fully understand what loving entails.

I like how your poem explores the depth of feeling felt by the speaker juxtaposed by that sense of uncertainty. To love is to take a leap. Your poem makes the reader feel that. Great work, Ern. Hope you’re feeling a bit better.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

thank you. yes love is always a game and we cannot know if we will win or lose. i think that poetry is a great hand to play to win someone over and that is the idea i wanted to explore in this series. can i make someone feel something with squiggles on a page? i'm glad you think i will come out victorious!