The soles of lonely feet fill cold shoes
Sadly left to themselves
After such warm tenderness
Seems to have gone
Out of style
And sleeping alone
Becomes unwelcome
Unfashionable
A solitary sadness
Uninvited and hurting.
The faces of time turn their arms
Downwards from days
Into long nightmares
The favorite smiles
Left to linger in personal agony
Hours upon hours
Faltering footsteps
On loosely worn bridges
That once connected
Lovers now separated.
Shadows don’t depart lonely souls
They only elongate them
On sunny days
They imitate silent melancholy
Lingering in the dark
As the moon embarks
On its voyage in the night
So does my heart
Takes its leave to go
Wherever your love resides.
Must I retire to solitary sadness
And shiver in shallow waters
Falling on asphalt streets
Painting lonely walls
And disappear upon my pillow?
This dilapidated body
This derelict vessel
Aches for your loving arms
Your undivided shore
To lie together in dreams.
Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York
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I really love the imagery in this poem
Thank you for the compliment. The truth is I have lived through many of the descriptions of emotions in this poem. After nine years of marriage I have come to the conclusion that it is unnatural to endure a love relationship without undivided attention and affection and have to demand what should be a given.
That is very well spoken my friend i also relate 100% where your coming from. i have known my husband for 20 yrs. But we have been together 10. And it has definitely been a very amazing roller coaster of feelings. But i would not trade one minute of it in. So i totally understand. Keep up the amazing writing.
Until I cannot breathe anymore I shall continue writing poems because I know that greatness comes on the path and not the destination with the act of opening oneself to the universe and letting the message come through and however shape and form it takes.
Wow you are a very inspirational writer my friend i love your point of view if you have time please read some of my work i would love to hear your reviews
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