In Her Hands

In every choice is a heart break, in ever heart beat there is love...

In her hands,

Is every tear drop ignored,

Salted pain unnoticed,

In her hands,

Is every piece of her heart,

You promised would never part.

In her hands,

Is every blank stare so true,

Timed to heartbeats,

In her hands,

Is every moment passed by,

Leaving her alone to just cry.

In her hands,

Is every kiss not given,

Staining stale air, In her hands,

Is every laugh she has shared,

With someone whom truly has cared.

In her hands,

Is every heart she loves,

Some edging off,

In her hands,

Is every time you didn't smile back,

Leaving her shocked by sudden lack.

In her hands,

Is every intimate moment between,

Now dusty decay,

In her hands,

Is every sweet word not spoken,

For this is leaving her heart broken.

In her hands,

Is every dream she has had,

Some fading away,

In her hands,

Is every "I love you" now lost,

For only an end will show the cost.

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

this is so beautifully heartbreaking... you write this with such a gentleness and understanding... it shows just how much you care, how deeply you see, and how carefully you adore... those small details that you highlight throughout this piece are so moving. they reach out and smack the reader each time and leave you feeling the pain, the heartache, the need, the longing, the void, the hope, the dreams a little bit more each time until you are sitting here a raw, jumbled up emotional heap... I absolutely adore this piece... the tear drops ignored.... kisses and affection not shown.... no smiles or laughter..... the sweet, encouraging, affectionate words never spoken..... the dreams they crushed.... these all take their toll on a soul and a relationship until it becomes broken and realize that they deserve so much better.... what an awesome piece.... love it...

[Wynter Ignatius]

I made her cry - not my intentions but she assured me was needed.

I'm getting a bit misty eyed just reading your review so thank you - one of if not my best review.

[AprilRN1210]

I am sure you did make her cry, this is beautiful and so tender, loving, and affectionate... you are a beautiful, caring soul and it shines through in this.. I only hope she sees and appreciates too... ((hugs))

[Wynter Ignatius]

She does because I can feel it. I may know her better than I know myself.

[AprilRN1210]

I am glad to hear that... :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Is every kiss not given,
Staining stale air, In her hands,
Is every laugh she has shared,
With someone whom truly has cared.

In her hands,
Is every heart she loves,"

[Wynter Ignatius]

Nice addition Sami - wish I had thought of it.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are welcome...:).............

[Daniel Eckert]

Very sad but wonderfully formatted, worded, and expressed. That was a great read.

[Wynter Ignatius]

Thank you Daniel but sadly the situation fell a bit further and I'm finding it hard to keep my mind off of it.

[Sami Khalil]

Very beautiful and touching. The sadness adds to the deep meanings entailed. Glad to visit and share...:).....................

[Wynter Ignatius]

One of my best for sure - the original draft went to the source of my inspiration and she cherishes it.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. You are welcome...:).......................

[Chuba kichu]

A beautiful one. Love this poem. Its more than a poem. keep writting.

[Wynter Ignatius]

When someone is close to heart, things like this result from pen to page.

[Jenney Clark]

Love shines through in this poem. Fresh, sweet, sad, hurting, tender love. I can see you are a kind, warm and passionate man. You love with all your heart and soul, I hope she treasures you. For surely your love surpasses hers any day.. you must love her much more than she can ever love you :-) and I know what the rejoinder to this will be. But I am a poet and can see something not many can understand; immeasurable love. unconditional , all encompassing... stay blessed my friend

[Wynter Ignatius]

I'm sorry I missed this review as it is very touching and well, honest to the core. Yes, I indeed love her yet I need not know she feels the same for my feelings to say - they are a part of every breath I have and for them to die I too must pass.

I just hope she finds her own happiness out there in this world - she deserves that much; not perfect, but imperfectly perfect for her.

[Shaquana Adams]

In her hands,
Is every dream she has had,
Some fading away,
In her hands,
Is every "I love you" now lost,

This is so sad. I love the passion you show in this poem. This is an excellent piece!
-QuanaWana

[Wynter Ignatius]

Thank you - the source of inspiration and the person this is about means a lot to me. I just hope she finds happiness in her life.

[MsJewel]

There is sadness in your words, and there is beauty as well....bittersweet beauty. I am taken in by the soft flow of this verse. Stunning, stunning poetry.

:) Julie

[Wynter Ignatius]

You summed it up right there quite well Julie - it is a situation I can not change so all I really can do it be there, listen and write; this is a result of the last part.

[MomzillaNC]

Such delicate sadness… such wretched longing to take back the loss

[Wynter Ignatius]

Thank you and indeed true - this still gets to me even if it doesn't directly effect me. She deserves more than being treated like that.

[MomzillaNC]

Doesn't every soul?

[Wynter Ignatius]

Indeed, but sadly she seems to be getting the short end of the stick right now.

[MomzillaNC]

I'll say a prayer for her.

[Wynter Ignatius]

I'm sure she will appreciate that more than I can.

[MomzillaNC]

I know what it is to languish in the suffering of abuse. I also know that the only thing that kept me whole and sane is my faith.

[Dark Heart of Winter]

i love this :) Honest, open, a good, simple metaphor easy to understand and with a nice rythm to it. very vivid but subtle imagery of a relationship going sour.

[Wynter Ignatius]

That is the sad truth Winter - could not let the news pass without writing.

[Dark Heart of Winter]

you can see the seeds of it in previous works of yours, i think.... in every poem is a little window, like a broken mirror fragment, that lets you see into the poet's heart.

[Dark Heart of Winter]

and im sorry to hear the news :/

[Wynter Ignatius]

I've made a home there for better or worse.