Lonely

Lonely

A Poem by Crispy

Sometimes the heart wanders away…

…there it goes, we think
​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​over that hill…
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​around that corner…

There goes what could have been--
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​and maybe forever…
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Maybe forever.

When friends burst up like popcorn
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​And love is melted over
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Sprinkled with salty laughter
The heart fills

And life…
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Life rolls--
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Life crashes like a wave of gurgled fantasy
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Then gets sucked away so quickly
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​Wooshed down the surf… and gone

And the next wave isn’t the same…
And the next wave is never the same.

And soon, sitting, waiting
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​The sun begins the autumn set of wavy tears~
Soon that love, those friends, that place
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​…it all just disappears

And a lone man wanders
A dark, empty beach
Hearing the froth lick the sand
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​with a hole in his heart
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​a loss on his mind
And a twisted up paper in hand

But it seemed to gush!
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​it seemed to gush…

Hush now mind
Quiet… hush

Rush away sweet memory
Just go away and leave me be
I cannot take this sunken heart
Please… oh rotten love, depart

The pain
The longing
The stain of tears
The songs we sing
The years… the years.

Sometimes the heart just wanders away
Sometimes we watch it go
And stand so stupid
Holding tears
Feeling all alone

Sunken, drunk and all alone
In the dark, alone~

© 2015 Crispy


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sometimes we might feel that we let our heart wander too quickly, aimlessly...and we set ourselves up for disappointment, for heart break....

but is it so bad to have a soft heart? i think it is better than being too reserved...and my heart has done both.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Crispy

9 Years Ago

It's a tight-rope to be sure, that balance of loving while never expecting more than the situation c.. read more
You are very correct.Our heart never hold back. It goes when it wants where it wants no matter how hard we try to with-hold. Even when we thought that we've talked ourselves out of a painful attraction ;

yes, it goes on its way...
Then comes back
bleeding and hurting
and then ,...
the cycle begins again
All we can do is beg
" oh ,no please not again"...
Yet, the heart goes on its way...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Crispy

9 Years Ago

Makes me wonder... what's the end goal? Where's that point when the heart can be satisfied?
.. read more
Senu Jayasinghe

9 Years Ago

Although i don't think there is a set "end goal " to love , finding a partner or watever. I think .. read more

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Crispy
Crispy

Kelowna, BC, Canada



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