~ For Many Years of Thoughts and Whispers

~ For Many Years of Thoughts and Whispers, E.L. Elisa Laura, Love, Real Love, Visions, Trust, observations, a life time ahead, A life time almost gone... May... there, us. ♥

~  For Many Years of Thoughts and Whispers

 

Now you’re sitting there my love,

    Another year passed you by the lane

For many, many days together,

    The wind crossed your windowpane...

So often we rode together,

    But those times are dust by now;

Your thoughts rusty, touched by the weather

    As once we saw flowers along the road

 

This old library soaked you in,

    The immortal story to continue due

Life getting older, to move you within

    The immortality smell of ink’s and hue

 

Do you still remember? us laying down together,

    And hung above our heads this rood

There were we drove like new born children

    And where the moon did watch the wood…

 

You still hit some notes, on your old piano,

    Now and then, a song flies by on ivory keys,

Your hands still move, as the old days,

    I saw you real, and fell back onto my knees

 

Now here I am, old, fallen and next to you;

    Seeing you smiling by every book

Traveling your mind to youth, holding your hand,

    Whilst I sit still, appreciate you, there, and look...

 

My one and only love…

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

This was a pre-vision from May, I saw the future.

Enjoy,
xx


And now I can say, Oh yeah, I'm a very old soul in a young body....

Thank you x

Reviews

[Damien Thibodeaux]

This is beautiful. It feels like a love story from another time, like it could have been written generations ago. Ah, the immortality of ink. It shall remain when the flesh is but dust.

You have re-made yourself since you've been gone. Your poetry is different. I loved this poem.

Damien thank you for all you do... :) I'm happy to have you around.

[Badr Sellak]

I absolutely loved this poem, i felt so attached to it, reminds of some great time
Bravo Elisa

Thank you Badr for your time and review, much appreciated new friend.

[PurpleQuartz]

I just love poems that tell a story. This one definitely did, and it was so beautiful and gently done.

Thank you so much for all you do to me lovely one.... I won't forget... xx

[Pax]

reading this takes me back from the old memories.... and coming back just to see again how beautiful it was on how i grow next to the found love - on which is writing... this piece takes me into a different perspective... a great piece big sis.... i love this title... it's well suited to what you want to show us in your words!

Thank you so much Paxie! :)

[Androglossia]

Like words, we can always twist our thoughts and form them into any shape we want them to be. You just did that on this write. You skillfully showed us lovely visions of yourself and your one and true love with your beautiful words and classic style. Very alluring my dear. The last two lines gave me chills.

Whilst I sit still, appreciate you, there, and look...
My one and only love…

Hi dear, yes, this was a write from out of my hiatus, I loved to see the future as the past together. So good to have you by always! :)

[emmajoy]

A beautiful transition from past to present, memories and affection should fix themselves in a person - if they're truly genuine, of course. People come and go, flit in and out of life but it's only self who knows the right ones to keep by, to cherish. To write poetry for.

Thank you my beautiful friend xx

[Sugar Plum ♥]

This makes me feel goosebumps...So real, vivid and touching picture of deep faithful love! it`s expressed in almost classical style, very gentle and melancholic feeling, memories always return to our real "self". You are a true traveler in time and space, dear Eli! Love this one...

-nour-
July-013

Thank you dearest, for feeling them, I know you only could.... some have the feelers with me like you do... others love it but don't have them.... ;) Thank you so much soulsisterxxxxx

[Traci]

You have outdone yourself with this, Eli. Simply beautiful. You are an old soul who knows the value of time, and each moment we have. This poem clearly portrays the perfect essence of love, your compassion, your soul, and these lines prove that.

"Traveling your mind to youth, holding your hand,
Whilst I sit still, appreciate you, there, and look...

My one and only love…"

Your vision, the future....your absence here was felt, but you clearly came back refreshed with some wonderful art.

I did, being out of this place, brought me so much real life happiness love. I danced and hiked, I wrote and biked... I did all I was forgotten... made music, in the late hours, and catched up with friends, to jam.... still doing all, this place gives me other satisfaction. Brain satisfaction, but real life can't be replaced ever, as you know also too well my dear. For it's most precious. I thank you greatly for your time Traci, and the effort, I know how rushy it can be here... it's so good to be back though, and catch up with you :D (((HUGS)))

[Traci]

We must all find real life happiness. And you have, it shows through your words, your actions, and your refreshed happy soul that glows. The pleasure is all mine, dear Eli.

I'm ever grateful to you my friend, :) for all you are do, and will be! little gem!

[Souladareatease]

Love through the ages-it is the connector to all that is right and good---such a peaceful glow upon this writes air -- it truly reads as "golden" as perfect moments should be.
Touching Ink!!!

Yes, I think you're right, time is a rare matter through my being... I think I am most mesmerized by the fact of time... as I love it, but I can loathe time too... it's a love-hate relationship ha! thank you so much for your beautiful words.

[Souladareatease]

indeed...I always say--"time is my nemesis" sad but true...and is MOST peoples...tis why I also always say No hurries or worries for reviews and such...this Art of the Ink is our release and testament to life...time treasured no matter the subject-scribing time in wile of mind.

Ah you're right, was that you long time ago who did respond on my Nemesis write, I guess, so, I have to check that back in my catalog lol... You are so so right on that point. Ah, nice to talk to you.

[Clockwork]

This vision has so much love, and it shows how sometimes our bodies can not cash the infinite checks our hearts and souls write to those we love so deeply. You have been in great forms with your work, and it has been such a joy to journey in your words. You're rhythm and rhymes have been so tight and on point. And your subject matter keeps reaching into the great well of life and showing us what it really means to live.

These lines are my favorites:

There were we drove like new born children
And where the moon did watch the wood…

Thanks dear friend... sigh, :) the world is hard sometimes... but "train tracks" are harder I always say, I'm happy and pleased you loved this one my friend. For I can't wait to be back to read yours... have some patience with me aaaah! :) virtual hug!

[Clockwork]

You're welcome. And please don't feel as thought you have to rush to read or review me; way leads on to way, and life is busy, I know. No worries, my friend :-) *Hugs*

You're the best hippie I ever met hahaha, thank you my friend, one love, peace, and freedom! :) love the vibe!

[Clockwork]

Amen :-) I appreciate your company and conversation

;-) Namaste my friend... Nirvana, shall rise in our souls. I do appreciate your company and conversation always so much too! :) be back soon! can't be long off, with friends like you...

[Clockwork]

I sure hope so :-) And much light to you as well!

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Hummm … deliciously refreshing; how you captured the essence of a true and dedicated relationship with compassion and respect. Great write! I was reminded of this line from Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, Act III, Sc. I - Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.

Bless

Thank you my friend, I so appreciate this insight, and review, it does seem we have the same interests ;-) Blessings to you too!