In the quiet of the night, where shadows weep,
I linger in the silence, where memories seep.
Lost in the echoes of our love's sweet strain,
I ache with longing, yearning: love me again.
The moon weeps softly, casting a somber light,
As I wander through the corridors of the night.
With every whispered breeze, I feel the pain,
Echoing my plea: love me again.
The stars above, witnesses to our love's demise,
Twinkle with sorrow, as tears fill my eyes.
Oh, how I long for your touch, your gentle reign,
To heal the wounds, and love me again.
In dreams, you haunt me, a ghost of what's past,
A love once cherished, now fading fast.
Yet in the depths of despair, my heart remains,
Whispering softly: love me again.
So here I stand, a broken soul, in need,
Hoping against hope, my heart you'll heed.
For in your arms, my solace I'll attain,
Just say the words, and love me again.
- Author: Dev parth (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 30th, 2024 01:36
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem would represent a cathartic release, a way for me to pour out my feelings onto the page and make sense of the complexities of love and loss. It would serve as a reminder of the vulnerability and fragility of human connections, as well as the resilience of the human spirit in the face of adversity. Ultimately, this poem would hold a deeply personal significance for me, serving as a testament to my own journey through love's highs and lows, and as a beacon of hope for the possibility of healing and renewal.
- Category: Love
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