I penned a love poem.
Then signed it and sealed it.
I stowed it away with my heart
till I’d healed it.
I poured on the pages
the pain and the pining.
Then laid them aside in a drawer
for a lining.
I wove you, with weeping,
a sonnet, sincerely,
believing that sorrow, which scarred
me severely
would fade like an ink spot
in drawer’s sunless shadows,
that passion would wither
like grass in the meadows.
I proofread that poem
to purge it of errors.
I tried to erase all the
tortures and terrors
I’d dreamed, in departure's
dread dawn of damnation,
when losing you cut
like a limb amputation.
I penned a love poem
for eyes of yours only.
In drawer, like a dungeon,
I let it lie lonely.
I locked it and left it
where dust would assemble
till hand that did write it
would no longer tremble.
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 2nd, 2022 06:26
- Comment from author about the poem: a love poem
- Category: Love
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Comments4
Brilliant!!!
'I poured on the pages
the pain and the pining.
Then laid them aside in a drawer
for a lining.
I wove you, with weeping,
a sonnet, sincerely,
believing that sorrow, which scarred
me severely
would fade like an ink spot
in drawer’s sunless shadows,'
thanks, LB.
this is incredible. really like the line
“I proofread that poem
to purge it of errors.
I tried to erase all the
tortures and terrors”
Many thanks, geekslutnerdgirl - like your pseudonym, by the way. Glad you liked my poor little rhymes.
this is incredible. really like the line
“I proofread that poem
to purge it of errors.
I tried to erase all the
tortures and terrors”
i love this so much, it's so tender and it has such a wonderful feel of romance and sadness. thanks for sharing your talent!
Many thanks, Miss B. Glad you liked my poor little rhymes. 😊
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