If only the pain in my heart was ephemeral 

Like the scent of Roses in a vase

Fleeting as they wither ever gently 

Dropping their petals slowly in place 


If only my heartache was temporary 

Not a forever tattoo in my soul

This lingering pain could disappear 

And happiness I could  nicely behold


If only the pain in my heart was ephemeral 

Like the passing scenery from a train

Just fleeting picturesque moment

Momentary like clouds dropping rain



  • Author: Dove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2021 17:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: Ephemeral- Lasting a very short time
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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  • Goldfinch60

    Very emotive words Dove may that pain soon leave you and become the love that you deserve.


    • Dove

      Thanks you kindly Andy, much appreciated

    • Doggerel Dave

      It will lessen eventually, Dove - like water smooths a stone ....future events will wear it down to a small (even polished) memory with time......
      Wait 'till that train leaves the station.....

      Rich imagery in a neat write though.

      • Dove

        Oh yes, I love polished stones! Thanks for the read and comment! Much appreciated

      • Arvy

        This could be relatable to many Dove, it breaks the soul when the pain that entered the heart takes time to leave. Hope you're safe and well!

        • Dove

          Thanks Arvy, Iā€™m doing good! Much appreciated! Thanks for stopping by

        • Fay Slimm.

          Your composing around the results from just one word arouses such empathy when pain riddles minds and hearts my friend - - "if only" indeed as your versed lament imagines such aches could be more momentary. Excellent read.

          • Dove

            Thank you kindly dear Fay! Yes, I tried composing a poem from one word! Glad you enjoyed the read

          • orchidee

            Good write Dove.
            Simples - for the pain to pass, stop listening to me singing! heehee. If only it depended on that....

            • Dove

              LOL , the singing is a welcomed distraction! Thanks for stopping by

            • Neville

              your words turned what was essentially a blank page into something really quite exquisite .. top marks my friend n truly ... šŸ™‚

              • Dove

                Awe thank so much for a beautiful comment! Much appreciated Dear Neville

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