My One Regret

A maddeningly unfinished
Sepia tone photograph
Of your lovely face
Haunts the last 21 years
Of my life
I want you to know
How many faces
In how many dreams
Belonged to you
How many tears
Bearing your unique name
Have fallen to the floor
To lie
In useless puddles

Your absence has been
A chronic illness
From which I could not find relief
Overwhelming and debilitating
At times
Dull discomfort at others
A scab to pick
Until it starts to bleed again
Bursting into frenzied paroxysm
Each time I'm engulfed
In the tidal wave
Of you

I hope you perceive
No reproach
In the weight of my words
For you are blameless here
My grievance
Is only my own
There is so much more
I could have done
So many towers
Could have been built
From these ashes
Yet I shut myself up
I walled myself out
I cut out my crux
I choked off my core

I do not bemoan
One second
Of your blessed life
I hadn't the courage
To feel you completely
And that is
My one regret

Reviews

[Bare Trees]

I enjoy the way you've sort of layered your thoughts out as well as the emotion you express in this. The ending sums it up nicely.

[David Rutter]

I appreciate your thoughts very much. Thank you.

[Bare Trees]

You're welcome Sir.

[Sami Khalil]

"Your absence has been
A chronic illness
From which I could not find relief
Overwhelming and debilitating
At times
Dull discomfort at others
A scab to pick
Until it starts to bleed again
Bursting into frenzied paroxysm
Each time I'm engulfed
In the tidal wave
Of you

I hope you perceive "
That is called good poetry...Thank you for sharing...:)

[David Rutter]

Thank you, Sami. It's a pleasure to hear your thoughts on my work.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)

[MOON]

Lovely write evoke that regret of not opening to love so well. Enjoyed your word play.

[David Rutter]

Thank you so much for your thoughts.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

This piece reads well and tells of times that hit hard onn our inner most secrets and emotions, well done.