mydesirelines

finding her

a sudden loneliness

rushed into me

and I stopped still.

as I froze,

I can clearly see now

my poem standing along with me.

 

she shrugged

and kept walking ahead

as I remain confined,

and left to watch her,

getting demystified.

 

moments later

as she paused, turned

and looked back at me.

I ran

like a lost child

and clinched her

never,

never

to feel lonely

ever

again.

Comments3

  • Goldfinch60

    Poetry can fill our lives with such love as yours does, good write.

    Andy

  • dusk arising

    Oh no....she'll only break your heart ..... well, she will if you want to continue as a poet.... happens to us all.

    • mydesirelines

      haha, being a poet is a constant emotional ride.

    • Michael Edwards

      Once you have found her never let her go - I didn't thankfully. Enjoyed the read.



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