The title you find when reading the last word..
Into the night out of my door you walked,
With no words goodbye, you were gone.
Would I ever see you again, my first thought,
Will you ever come back to me, my second.
Without you I just cannot function,
Without you the door will always remain closed.
You gave me hope, you gave me purpose,
You gave me strength, you gave me life worth living.
With you by my side I could accomplish anything,
Without you my head and body I just hide..
Along side you I would attempt almost anything ,
With you gone those task are impossible to try.
Alone the doubt creeps back into my being,
Now no conversation, now no other love I find,
No warning you gave me, no sign that you would leave,
Please come back to me and hand in hand forevermore.
You are the first thought when I awake at first light,
The first word on my lips my love, you are my.....Confidence .....
- Author: P.H.Rose (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 31st, 2017 03:25
- Comment from author about the poem: Just woke up and these words were in my head..
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 24
Comments9
Thanks FRIEND for a very thought provoking poem with a sting in the tail ! We all write poems about the impact of the loss of a Lover ~ Child ~ Relative ~ Celebrity and Cat or a Dog .............. but not a ????? ~ Yours BRIAN. Please check my latest Poem thanks B
Thank you Brian..
I can relate, and I am sure, so can others. Very well done.
Thank you WBL..
I'm very impressed with the way the poem unfolds to reach the climax. Nicely done my friend.
Thank you so much RRodriguez ...
I only wonder who you mean ? a little birdy told me you are famous? could it be true mon faire? me bloody mate O mine
My very good friend I'm a
legend in my own mind... Ha ha..
No I'm afraid I'm as common as cheese.
But I thank you for that wonderful comment.
Has Absolutly made my day... Thanks
Loved this poem! Great job. Very relatable.
Thank you chrissy...
Its a cracker and all I can say is that confidence grows with age and experience. As a younger person I wouldn't say boo to a goose but gradually this changed until I was lecturing and delivering speeches at national conferences. Nowadays I can get in front of a crowd any place any time without a worry. Now theres a poem there somewhere.
Thank you Michael
I can hear the cogs
Winding as we speak..
Wonderful write
Thank you Tony...
Welcome
beautifully expressed ~ excellent words laced with hints of passion and melancholy. nicely penned!
Thank you so much Jane
A lovely comment and
So very much appreciated
Really clever, loved it
Thank you DTRH..
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