Old Man

Where grass and bending flowers Grew once like the weeds The field empty and barren For lack of sowing seeds

 

The old gray man alone now

attends to his dusty fields

Watering the emptiness

where the land no longer yields

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He wove his web of fashions

from the tears his pains had sprung

Where once he sang of starlight

back when both their hearts were young

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Then came the winds a-calling

turned to run a-hoping sure

To reach where she was lying

 sharing pains they'd both endure

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The gales did blow around him

precious memories, he'd miss

Drops would fall upon his lips

those that hers would never kiss

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Where grass and bending flowers 

grew together like the weeds

Lie meadows all but barren

for the lack of sowing seeds

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The blushing, blowing Poppies

that once grew all around near

Fill the fields with memories

of the love he once lost here

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Each time he treads on his land

howling, sow-west winds a-blow

Not belonging, feels the longing

 mercy only God may know

Author's Note

I knew a man like this once. His life all but lived. He patiently waited for the end.Which wasn't long in coming. Children give us the legacy that makes the bitterness of our short life more tolerable

Reviews

[Devanshu Rajput]

This is one of the finest piece of poetry that, that I ever came across on this earth. What, flabbergasts me is not only the structure, but the story, that touches my heart.

This masterpiece is like nothing. Your note, deeply moved me. Indeed, kindness and humanity is something that can be felt, by everyone. In a nutshell,

"Compassion is an universal language''

Thanks, for bringing to fore this, piece.

Devanshu

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Dev I thought i had responded to this from you I see i havent.

[Devanshu Rajput]

I'm glad you responded late, because this way, I got to read your piece again.

You're welcome. Take care.

Devanshu

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you young man

[DiMar4u]

[WriterSki7]

ABCB; Tate Morgan, this has to be one of your best poems yet*

I found this piece extremely touching; despite the fact this public cpu won't load the music you put up with it. Your wrok is an outstanding example that poetry is not something that died in the 1800's. So long as men have emotion and a mind to write there will be found these works of beautiful art. So believe me when I truly say: A Job Well Done!

[Mitch*Dandy]

This is great... Sad somewhat but good =)

[Lena M. P.]

A sad tribute to someone who gave up on life. Sometimes the soul says no more.

[Prateeksha Khot]

sad but beautifully written, as always :)

[emmajoy]

This just flies .. your words tell such a beautiful though sad, sad story .. the longing, the memories .. and your finish reminds us that history is precious, that past love is one of the most precious of all emotions.

'He wove his web of fashions
from tears his pains had sprung
Now can't sing of sunlight
who forgot he saw the sun '

A wonderful piece of writing, great meter, flows like a dream .. the picture is wonderful ..

[emmajoy]

Even though i read and reviewed this a while ago, still find it very moving. Losing folk we've loved and/or been deeply fond of us makes us remember so many things, mostly good, sometimes bad. Think, if it's possible, its the good and the bright we need take into tomorrow, the grey stuff will always remain but the bright is the helping hand the lost loved one would want to give.

[Aggie Skeleton]

Sweet, beautiful imagrey. I loved it.

[Elaine]

Beautiful imagery, as always you're amazing. Great job.

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wonderfully written.. as others have commented we all do know of people like this.. however life is a journey full of fruit that is for each to sate at their own discretion. There is no way to know the depth of each person's cloud (every person does have a dark side in some way) and the impact that others have on their cloud. I have to say for others to focus so hard on people who are this way by nature.. I would think they themselves if optimistic and productive would not notice for they would be too busy. I say if anyone crosses someone like this to let them be.. it their freedom to express themselves and live life their own way.. just my point of view though. If they want to remove the cloud they will do it when they are ready.. this really makes the reader think.. well written and sad for the person sitting in darkness.. life is in fact short and should be enjoyed but then that is just my feelings on it.. others can feel what they want! Great job.. provoking.

[Katie]

You are one of my favorite people to read their writtings. Every time you write, it is completely different and awesome. I love the emotion and the description in this piece. Great job.