Only the lonely
As I sit here eating my dinner
I look across the table
At the empty space
Where my lover sat.
Only the lonely
As the thought comes,
Comes into my mind
As I remember
Those meals we shared.
Only the lonely
Know the way I feel tonight
Such sadness comes over me
As I see her presence
All around me
But she’s not there.
Only the lonely
Know this feeling ain't right
Where my lover was with me
Before being taken,
Taken from me
To become a star.
There goes my baby
There goes my heart
As I look up into the night
Seeing her looking down,
Looking down on me.
They're gone forever
So far apart
So far apart from me,
But I will be with her
One day it will be fine.
But only the lonely
Know why I cry
As I sit here alone
Wishing she was with me
Our love shining together.
Only the lonely
Only the lonely
Only the lonely
Only the lonely
Know the heartaches I've been through
Know how I feel,
Left alone,
Until we meet again.
Only the lonely…
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: April 26th, 2021 01:08
- Comment from author about the poem: I put a Flying Pickets song on here a couple of days ago. I decided to listen to them on the disc I have, this song was on it and it meant so much that I felt I needed to write something and here is that combination of Roy Orbison's song and my words.
- Category: Love
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Comments5
Sorry for your sadness, and loneliness . A nicely expressed poem )
Thank you yellowrose, it just comes over me sometimes but most of the time all is fine.
Andy
A poignant write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
... this is such an awesomely emotionally charged page my golden friend .. I shouldn't wonder if somewhere this very evening an electric storm lights up the sky in a dramatic downpouring demonstration of reciprocated love .............. Neville
Thank you so much Neville, your have said some very kind words for me.
Andy
Faced with that kind of ongoing anguish, words from me seem inadequate, Andy - Sorry.
No apology necessary Dave, thank you for your thoughts.
Andy
so these lyrics inspired the spine to your worded anguish, Andy
caught you off-guard, maybe
in that realm where a few good days lined-up in a row, for a change
and you felt the trickles of whimsy, awaken from within, too easily
then back - without a parachute
you were swirling in that cyclone pain of remembrance
and wilting, in the face of unrequited yearning
still, my friend you've been here before
so when those gushing tears stopped forming streams
and dwindled to mere droplet puddles, once more
you chose: to look ahead and bravely smiled
'I got this! my beloved...' you whispered, to that part of Joyce
pulsing within each gifted breath, you learned to treasure
eventually, when your trembling fingers - calmed
and your stoic British resolve, resumed
eyesight - blinked dry, feet - back-up and sturdy
stubbornly facing, that semblance of reality
you've learnt to accept, willingly
grateful steps - moved, to replenish your spirit
with a few sips of a sobering - stiff drink
and finally sat back down, before a blank screen
let your fingers - dance: to the cadence
of that poetic genius, you choose to share with us...
'behold: ye all
his worded testimony
to fruits, that blossom
from a nurtured love's: undying fortitude
of unflinching, loyalty!'
Thank you so much for your wonderful words Mek, very much appreciated.
Andy
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