Gone

And every night I stood there,

waiting for another sunset to catch-

but these voices in my dreams,

called me back, purging my skin

with their tongues, like washing of

my sins.

How could I not love him ? My wind,

the tossing and burning glory of

my entire existence, his eyes-my rain,

and his hands the soft caress of my

dark hair, the chaos of my heart.

I was alive. And now? Now all I see are

clouds, and my sun is gone, it tries to

whirl his flames upon me, but maybe I am

blindfolded by will...maybe I am gone?

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I love it when I can see poems in very phrase and yet still admire the seamless whole. This composition sits well in both dreams and memories for me.

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Thank you so much, Ken :)

[-Scribe in Style-]

An interesting comparison going on here - It is very nicely put.
Well written. Subtle and bitter sweet are two words that come to mind.
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Thank you Arwa :)

[terry smith]

WOW!!! I hate that I love you poem! If there is somebody attached to this you should give it to them as a good-by poem! love it!! :)

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hahaha thank you, Terry :)

[wordman]

touching write ,it seems one loss will bring back memories of another.
brings you to a time forgotten.

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Thank you, Ron :)

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~~ ohhhh... dear lady lynn... so full of heart and soul... ~~ you write beautifully and poignantly about something that i have believed in for a long time but couldn't quite express... and that is... that i think that when precious people leave the universe, they take a very crucial part of us with them... (metaphorically speaking)... but it feels like a physical loss... and i have noticed that some people who lose precious people start breathing differently... slower... and more tentatively... ~~ i think that's how substantial their grief is... and when that happens... there's only poetry we can turn to... and you have turned to it with so much sensitivity... ~~ it's overwhelming to read you... and to experience the depths of the human condition through your words...

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Thank you so much, Serah :) ((( U )))

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~~ you're very welcome, lady lynn... :)

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when we lose someone we love deeply we do lose a part of ourselves...we are then left with an emptiness that cannot be easily filled...that you write this means he is there, with you, always, in that part of the heart and mind that cannot be breached...i feel this heaviness...well-written, my friend

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Thank you so much, FT :)

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You are kindly welcome, my friend... ((((U))))