London

London, to you I followed the man who had my heart
So happy, it was all I wanted right from the start
He took my hand and he showed me your sights
So enchanting; Westminster, Big Ben, and the Christmas lights

London, you opened my eyes and you opened my mind
So much possibility, you were filled with treasures to find
He told me he loved me and he loved London too
So perfect, it was like a dream come true

London, you made me feel like a speck of dust, in a sea of humanity
So insignificant, you banished all of my vanity
He told me I was special but that I could not see
So hurtful, his eyes looked at every girl but me

London, your winters were harsh and chilled me to the bone
So cold, I hardly ventured out but I was never home
He wrapped me in his arms and told me I’d be ok
So warm, as long as he never went away

London, your disease everywhere, I became so unwell
So sick, no strength to get  out of this self-made hell
He told me that our time together must come to an end
So broken, I was alone without a single friend

London, I wish I’d enjoyed you the way you deserved to be
So bitter, the taste of missed opportunity
He told me it was best for me to leave, he loved me no more 
So wounded, the pain stabbed like a knife right through my core 

London, my goodbye to you was very bittersweet 
So regretful, angry, I’d failed at this feat 
He said he was sorry but I could tell he was relieved 
So betrayed, there was no “us” in London as I’d believed

London, the memories I have of you still reside in my mind 
So deluded, I thought I could leave the past behind
He never spoke to me after that day we said farewell
So happy, I hear he’s doing fine in London, my self-made hell.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Your poem was a pleasure to read. Flows well, nicely rhymed and the content very well expressed. It's a pity your experience of London turned out this way. Your failed romance has coloured how you feel about our capital city, and where I was born. You expected much and you were left with crumbs. Such a pity. Return at a later date I say.

Chris

[Jane33]

Thank you - I actually did end up returning - on my honeymoon :) I did hope that it would be somewhere I would live a long time though.I will definitely be back again sometime again as there is so much to see and do there; it really is an amazing city

[duck]

if I am reading this poetry correct it is very dark but written so gently. I am taking this to be you was promised the earth if you come to London and this is where the dark side of poetry enters as I took that to mean you were trafficked here. it all went wrong and you was not needed anymore and this was the breakdown.

I do understand this may not be a dark poem and I may have this all wrong but this was my first impression on reading your poetry. I understand it could just mean you was let down by London and it did not give you the opportunity you so desperately wanted. loved how you included the man things in London so associated with it. ie big ben westminister etc etc.

jane33 I thank you for haring this poem and even if my understanding was wrong it was a pleasure to read as so much thinking went into reading this and this is the job of a poet ie to draw attention to what they are writing about.

as for London - its the only place to live as so much inspiration round here. poetry paradise.

[Jane33]

Thank you for your review. Your interpretation is mostly accurate except I wasn't trafficked to London - I was simply young and naive and followed my boyfriend at the time to London, but it unfortunately didn't work out so I had to go home again. London is somewhere I always dreamed of going since I was a girl - it holds many happy memories for me too, however I will always be disappointed I didn't have the experience I imagined during the two years I spent there

[duck]

thank you so much jane33 for the clarity but me understanding your poetry is down with your brilliant skill at expressing yourself. I hope you return to London and have a better time. make sure you keep writing and expressing.