ORPHANED LOVERS

                                                                  ORPHANED LOVERS

I exist yet alone and scared,

Feeling like a  Motherless child.

A pure soul lost in limbo with

Outstretched arms holding the void. 

Typed words are too silent

To accompany the echos

That scream in my mind.

The winter of silence has finally arrived.

I can no longer see our path, 

Where it began and where it all will end.

All that is visible is it's downward incline.

Our footsteps are buried under

The snowfall of lost dreams and promises.

The surrounding air cuts like ice.

We are like the sun engulfed in a cloudless sky

Fighting the bitterness of  harsh winter's winds.

The dance of the living, frozen only in time.

We must shed the weight of our burdensome dreams

And when our world  finally becomes silent,

Look for me in the deepest recess of your heart

For it is there I have taken refuge..untouched and content.

  

Author's Note

Reviews

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~ oh...i can't even begin to tell you how intensely i relate to every word you've written... there's such unbelievable purity in your writing...so much of your pristine soul...and all the pain that you experience and have known...
~ yet you treasure love...and worship it with all you've got... ~ you have a beautiful heart and your infinitely poetic pen knows... ~ a remarkable piece of writing, N. ~ a piece that no one but you could've written... because it could only have been written by someone who has seen life and love closely and intensely... and is devoted to the warmth of love...

[Southern Cross]

We do know each others elation and silent suffering. Thank you for your continuous support. I do treasure our friendship more than words could express.

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~ me too... when you started reading me, i would be amazed at how you could see what other's couldn't see... you read my heartbeat... we're lucky to have e-met... truly... thank you for your presence too... means a lot more than words could express... but you know...

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* others

[Chris]

"Almost Lover" she sang well.

[Emily B]

i was thinking of running away, this sounds like the perfect place to take refuge

[Southern Cross]

Safe Harbors are the ones found inside the heart

[wolffman41]

Cross you again pour your soul and heart into your writings. When i read these words the flow together with each word takes me deeper and deeper into the feelings .. I so look foward to reading your poems cause gives me a glimps into who you are.. Keep up the beautiful words you are able to write... thankz for sharing..

[Southern Cross]

You are always welcome in my thoughts and heart Thank you for visiting

[MachinaWriter]

Reading this the first time, I was struck so hard that I couldn't even write a review. It hit me somewhere personal. This poem is both relatable and, yet, distinctly "you".

That last stanza, especially, hit me deep. It found a home somewhere in the marrow of my bones, making me wonder if the words hadn't been sleeping there all along, just waiting for someone else to say them. "We must shed the weight of our burdensone dreams / And when our world finally becomes silent / Look for me in the deepest recess of your heart / For it is there I have taken refuge...untouched and content"

You have a beautiful soul, a loving heart, and a mind that is unique and powerful, speaking poignant whispers that shout into the reader's very blood. I'm so happy to be reading your poetry again. Like I said, I would have left this sooner, had it not struck me on such a personal level. Thank you for sharing this, as always.

[Southern Cross]

Ha Ha reviewer's guilt..but thank you so much. Your words and comments are always appreciated :)

[MachinaWriter]

Hey, I "did" give you my review before. Just...forgot to put on here...lol I read serah's comment and I was like "Well, what can I say after THAT?"

I think that's why the word "ditto" was invented lol

[Southern Cross]

and now you gave me my laugh.. thank you

[MachinaWriter]

Glad I could return the favor lol

[Michael G.]

Beautiful, breathtakingly sad, with a quiet, soft feel. This is a classically, well formed poem, from the beginning of the tear that starts in the corner of the eye, to the one brushed gently from the cheek.
You should live in a world of sand, sun, warm tropical breezes with suntanned days and warm starry nights... with many just waiting to take you to dinner and clubbing. Oh wait a minute... you do. All that, and life still can suck.
It just shows there simply isn't any justice in this world. Well done, dear friend.

[Southern Cross]

Thank you , Mike...yes life always has it's variables doesn't it?

[Samuel Dickens]

You paint quite a dark picture of what almost seems emotional survival. There is hope, however, in that you've taken refuge. Any safe port in a storm.

[Southern Cross]

Thank you Sam for reading. Sorry if I was a bit dark with this one. We all have our moments in time though.

[Samuel Dickens]

I understand. I've been in dark places, too, but not in a long time.

[olla]

I read the response by Chris first and then I had to come and see what inspried him.. I have no words to tell you how deeply your words have touched me..

[Southern Cross]

Just you being here and moved is more than enough and better than written words. I thank you for reading.

[J. J. Nightingale]

I released the dreams that I held so close ..
And took a deep breath of reality
We, was never an apt description of us
There is me and there is you
And I am certain of nothing at all
It is far to late to start being we
But It far too soon to die ..




A solo love song, for a heart that dared, to love forever & after .. alone .. ..

As Chris wrote, You inspire many .. .. HUGS ... Perfection ! ... Jazz

[Southern Cross]

I loved the depth of your words. words taken from my heart to your pen. Thank you Jazz for all the understanding of my emotions even in my darkest hours.

[J. J. Nightingale]

You have my heart :)

[Hadeel ( Charming Fairy..]

Amazing poem indeed , i like it :)

[Southern Cross]

Thank you for the kind review :)

[Hadeel ( Charming Fairy )]

welcome :)

[Chris]

sitting
leaning
- forehead to the glass...
staring unseeing
quietly being

nowhere at all

- here -

as each word - forms, glistens
slowly begins to fall
- faster,
faster still...
'til from the cheek - released
each floats...

glistening,

sparkling,

finding the starlight
then splattering
spattering
exploding
releasing the heartlight to

merge

merging
with the darkness
becoming

being

the silence
within which I

...live.

Chris

[Southern Cross]

Whew...did I inspire this? If so I shall continue to write.. How I wish I could write at the spur of the moment thoughts taking the page as they flow from my mind. I always need an eruption, an epiphany (not in the Biblical sense) then they spew on to the page..never softly but then again I am a fire sign.

[Chris]

You inspire many Nik... listen more to those that find you. As for writing ...each has their own way of finding - themselves. Be you.