The thing I love most about your poem (which I relate to very much, top to bottom) is in the third stanza, & that going right back to being yourself. I know that feeling so well. I can’t stop myself from conforming to others’ expectations so I prefer my life of solitude (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie
...... some times a lone heartbeat is much smoother when irreversible you are irreplaceably gone. Sounds like a relief after the storm disappears. You are relived you got your life back on track.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
thank you for your insightful words, Mrudula...
j.
How this rings true at one point in time in my life...
Why suffer when when you can be free at last. Maybe find a love that's truly meant for you, that gives you all the happiness and pure love one deserves.
Something I'm blessed to have the second go around.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
i am glad you were able to find a "second go around"
thank you for your words, BlackRose. read morei am glad you were able to find a "second go around"
thank you for your words, BlackRose.
j.
6 Years Ago
Thank you. When one finds and has the right one, never let them go or mistreat them that would push .. read moreThank you. When one finds and has the right one, never let them go or mistreat them that would push the other away, maybe for good with the one that did such hurt left in regret.
We have to find a certain kind of strength to become ourselves again, but that is a good thing if the other person has suffocated or tried to change us.
It takes a while to enjoy the independence , but then you find you have strengths you never knew you had and the world offers new horizons..
Emotionally sad. But with a poignant ending. That sometimes Is better to be alone, than to keep on suffering the pain caused by another. Better to have loved than never to have loved at all.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
that is the truth...about better to have loved and lost...
thank you, Dee.
j.
It is better to be alone and content than having our thoughts and time invaded by the ghosts of former loves, who can still haunt and inflict their damage for years, even after they have left. Time helps.....
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..