Disappointment

i felt like writing a poem, which doesn't happen often any more. it's not great, but it is writing

 

The waves move beneath you as you follow your heart home,

 And you left. Left me… my soul with nothing to do but roam.

And I wonder what I could have done to have had you stay.

 

I blame myself, when I should blame you for the skies above so gray.

 

Now, all I wonder is why you ripped apart our hearts.

 

Destroying our hope while throwing your masochisticdarts.

 

And yet, I still miss you and long for your return.

 

But my feelings never have been a part of your concern.

 

Our past victories, long forgotten and swept under the rug.

 

I had to watch as you walked away, so tall and so smug.

 

Now all I feel is the loss of what we might have had,

 

While your feelings consist of only two: happy and glad.

 

You’re out of this trap, this holster of love.

 

For good, as you wish. It’s your sign from above.

 

Maybe we’re better off this way, down the road I may see,

 

That this disappointment may be worth it and then I’ll agree.

Author's Note

i know, its not too great. but for a writer who doesn't focus on poetry, was it decent? i know i know, stop with the excuses.

Reviews

[The Cute 1]

you doubt yourself to much this is really good

[Syed Amaan Ahmad]

Good!

[Shelly Araujo]

definitely decent; I think it's great! I have had these feelings in my life as well, especially one relationship that comes to mind, but I could never have put it into words as well as you did at your age. By the time you reach my age, you will be even more incredible than you are even now. Excellent job!

[Beatrice Boyle (Grandm..]

The mark of a good poet is his ability to draw the reader in to experience his emotions...that you have done quite well!

I really enjoyed it...good job!

[Shelby Baker]

It better then just decent!! its really good! I hope to see more poems from you. I understood the meaning of this poem & some poems i just never understand the feeling. You could see this poem in two different ways. Depends on the reader.