puzzle piece

an old poem, i updated.

Empty house along the way,
          stop for awhile,
             a feeling of loneliness,
                    a Missing piece in a puzzle

Alone in this dusty old place.

I adore its beauty

       it scratch a hole in my heart

          Until it wounded me wide open,

                                 leaving me totally blind and clueless

                                      of everything around me.

I tried to stay away,

  But I keep coming back

                              For -

                     just one more glance,
                                   just one more moment,
                                                                     and one last touch.

Everything comes is just an illusion I stumble upon.
This was never mine in the first place.
Hoping against time
                          that someday,

      somewhere,

and sometime in the past

                    I'll be able to find
                                     All together your missing pieces
                                    In this messy and crazy puzzle piece.

I wish you were mine,
                             just be mine….

Author's Note

what do you think?

Reviews

[Rosalind Gale]

For some reason as soon as I read the first line I put a tune to the entire poem and sang it in my head (better that than out loud) It gave the piece a lyrical quality, literally. I love the world this poem created for me, one of longing, of being close yet faraway. Thank you.
-x-

[Geraldine]

There is no easy thing to do in this world. If you want something, then you must have to exert effort for it to be yours, no matter how hard or tough will it be along the way. :) Just one thing, on the second line in second stanza, is that really supposed to be a whole or a hole?? just wondering, ^^ or I can be wrong. haha Great piece, actually.

[Pax]

thanks, I always confuse that two words. sounded the same, almost the same spelling..Salamat ng marami.

[Geraldine]

yeah, I know the feeling. :D sure, anytime.

[khalid]

we all live this puzzle called life...

[FJ Davis]

If melancholy and unfulfilled desires were electricity, we could run the world on it for a hundred years.
This poem has some lovely aspects to it, Will.
Great job!

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. life alone can be a nightmare ... it doesn't have to be though ... looking for the missing piece is not an easy task ... one has to be willing to accept the possibility that one may not find it ... one has to be open to the possibility of finding something else while looking for that missing piece ... yet, many say that a powerful wish comes true ... that faith can move mountains ... these are the thoughts in my mind after reading your beautiful poem ...