Twelve years the clock has ticked and tolled,
Since they took you, bought and sold,
Not for riches, but for fate,
Leaving me to desolate.
I knew the parting had to come,
But logic numbs no stricken tongue.
Forward I try, but cannot stride,
With memories clinging, deep inside.
This house, once home, a vibrant hue,
Now echoes only missing you.
An empty shell, a hollow space,
Where laughter used to find its place.
My happiness, a distant shore,
I wander lost, and crave no more
To build anew, to mend the tear,
A craft business, fueled by fear.
Thirty-nine years and half a year,
My first, my only love, so dear.
You were enough, you saw me through,
Each day, a love both fresh and true.
A privilege to have you near,
To drown in love, and banish fear.
Your T-shirts still, a nightly grace,
Your cologne lingers in this place.
The day they came to claim your things,
Like vultures, stripping fragile wings.
Each garment gone, a fresh goodbye,
Another piece of you did die.
We were a team, a single soul,
Bound by a love that made us whole.
Now, adrift, I cannot steer,
My future clouded, dark, and drear.
Sometimes I ask, what is the point?
This life I lead, this heavy joint.
This house, no longer home to me,
Just walls that hold my misery.
I’m stuck, you see, I’m caught in time,
Searching for solace, for a rhyme,
To break this spell, to find my way,
And feel the sun of a brighter day
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A touching write the loss of someone effects more than just the heart. A home built lovingly together can feel very lonely and cold when part of home building partnership has gone, there is no escape that is was a home because it is filled with constant reminders of what it used to be, nicely expressed and written
Loss and its memories triggered by visions of the past. A home once shared itself a trigger that one lives in. Loss not an easy thing to put behind. I love the last line that shows a glimmer of brightness is possible even if in hope.
Wow!!! You capture every feeling perfectly!
I'm truly amazed by this poem and how it combines nostalgia , melancholy and sadness ! Loved it
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