Were you just a dream?
Or are you a memory?
You certainly aren’t reality now
But forgetting isn’t easy
Black and white photographs
Faded and folded
Of our smiles and laughter
A love beginning to mold
Clearer pictures in color
Vibrant and new
Of tears running down my face
The door slamming behind you
You left me no time at all
To say my goodbyes
My voice was inaudible
Over my hopeless cries
Now I still have my soul inside
And from thoughts I have not parted
But how will I ever survive
Without a beating heart?
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Author:
Emi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 19th, 2011 21:59
- Comment from author about the poem: I've been away on vacation all week and I haven't had the chance to write much, so this is just something that I kind of threw together to try to get back into it. :)
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Very good for "just throwing something together"! This depicts the heartache very well with the metaphor of colourless photos for the memories and vibrant colour for the recent violent wrenching grief, with the symbolism of a heart not beating depicting the death of everything, especially the speaker. Great job.
Thank you! 🙂
You left me no time at all, To say my goodbyes ....... many times the most unexpected happens when we think it is far from happening. And though it seems impossible to survive, in HIS most perfect time, you will be able to move on. ...........SMILE! THE DAY IS GOD'S NEW GIFT!
Awww thank you so much! Your comment made me smile. 🙂
I don`t know how you do it (or if you intentionally made it this way) but it feels to me as though every piece you write contains some of your precious soul :,)
Haha I'm not really sure... 🙂 Thanks again!
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