Run...Just Run

Run...Just Run

A Poem by Weaza
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Out here in the middle of the forest,

In the rain,

Looking into the dark bleak night sky,

No stars,

A quiet cresent moon,

Stares back at me,

A few tear slide down my cheeks,

You are gone...

I can't get you back if I tried,

You are gone,

And not even a million tears,

Could make you reappear,

The memories start to fill every spot inside my head,

Slowly and quietly I sink to my knees,

As my tears keep dripping down,

I still stare at the moon hoping for a glimpse of you,

The tree around me act as a barrier,

So no intruders can stop me from hope,

From promises that you said you would keep,

I feel my cheek with my hand,

Soft and wet,

The tears won't stop,

My knees way and won't hold me up,

I lie on the moon-lit grass,

I think of magic then think of trust,

Everything is broken,

Ever since you left.

© 2009 Weaza


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the title seems somewhat disconnected with the content...
the only way i can make them fit together is that if the chac wanted to "run...just run" from the memories?

Posted 15 Years Ago


This was touching to read and quite sad, rather than atmospheric or sinister. It certainy makes the reader feel empathy for your protagonist, actually. However, it would be even better, perhaps, if you added some details, about why the protagonist's special someone abandoned her? Then again, perhaps you wanted the reader to imagine for him/herself, what has become of her former lover?

Sadly, the young women feels particularly vulnerable and lonely, in view of the darkness of the night, with only nature's features to distract her from those troubled and sorry thoughts....And instead of a lover to return her gaze, all she is left with is the moonlight...

Posted 15 Years Ago


The title caught my eye, it seemed so honest and desperate, almost like someone's reached the end of their rope. The poem was very vivid in description, the moon and forest were well portrayed. A sad poem, but well written.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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