painting memories

A Poem by ggubie

fate to meet, not fate together

I colored my mind with images

that could have happened between us.

The memories I longed to have,

but the memories seemed to be too impossible.

Had to spend lonely nights with an aching heart.

Regardless with all these painful cries,

I still find myself painting memories

and let myself hurt,

and just smile,

with dried tears,

and thought,

how can someone give me so much pain,

gave me thousand words to describe

to love

Never mind with all these loneliness,

I'm just gonna paint everything out

on the night sky.

Leave it all with the moon

as it witness the drops

rolled into deep emotions.

© 2021 ggubie

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barleygirl

Your poem is well-written and this is my personal preference -- unrequited love poems are boring, written about often without anything new & original. "Colored images" . . . "seem to be impossible" . . . "painful cries" . . . "let myself hurt" . . . smiles, tears -- these are all the same old vague general words that describe every heartache ever written about. I get much feeling from your poem, becuz of the honesty & openness of what you're expressing, but I can't tell this poem from the other nine hundred poems I've read about unrequited love during 2020. One way to bring a bunch of general expressions into a more bright, sparkling place -- use the senses. What does this look like? What does this feel like? What does this smell like? What does this taste like? When you delve into the senses, you can often be more specific about the scene, making it something fresh & original. The mechanics of your writing are well-done, but overall, this message is forgettable to me (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie