If you look deeply
In that pool of tears
You will find my eyes
If you stare intently
The writing on the wall
Scratched with goodbyes
If you listen silently
Your heartbeat
Races within me
If you release slowly
Your adamant fist
Set my hand free
When I pleaded
You pretended
The day I cried
You thought I lied
The signs were clear
But you could not hear
My restless spirit
Was left to drift
Why did you not sense
Moments so tense
Tiptoeing in the dark
I searched for our spark
I wonder will you regret
When it became too late
Will my memories suffice
Your lonely days and nights
As for me…
I will walk away
Slowly
Run
Faster
Aimlessly through the air
Whirling in the wind
Not a glance back
Avoiding
Those eyes which speak
The language you teach
Magical melody of my name
Verses only you could tame
Irresistibly my head turns….
Forgiveness
The power of the weak
😲 OMG, stunning!
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Oh thanks…
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A dramatic poem, full of images, acts and non action. Non action on the part of those who are loved but always remain passive in their response.
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Thank you for appreciating and your wonderful explanation about “non action”
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Greetings,
This is very beautiful. It evokes feelings in this person.
All good wishes,
robert
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Thanks a lot Robert
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I like your poem.Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks Ranu :-)
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