I suffered from that sylvan smile
She wore that day upon the stile
Within that forest’s golden glade
Where we had sat to share the shade
That day of love’s first tender kiss
When I was blessed and burnt by bliss
I suffered, in her sweet caress
From shape so stunning in that dress!
For in my deepest heartache’s core
Her face I knew I’d see no more
Within this vale of broken dreams
Where soul-destroying, savage streams
They wash away with heartless flood
The lass whose love was in my blood
Just like the Buddha taught in youth:
‘To suffer is a noble truth!’
And here below these hallowed stones
Lies buried deep a dead man’s bones
My father’s – if you’d care to know
For him I tend the flowers that grow
I cultivate each tender bloom
To grace his long-neglected tomb
For when I lost him as a child
Some say it sent me weird and wild
That I would never come to weep
Above the earth where he did sleep
Instead, I’d while away the time
Composing love’s romantic rhyme
For girl I yearned for in my youth
That traitor, cruel in claw and tooth
While dad, forgotten underground
In sorrow slept without a sound
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: a lyrical lament over lost love
- Category: Love
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Comments3
This is poignant and a double whammy of an aching heart..... I love the Buddha quote about suffering......
Thank you so much Lorna. I suppose it was a double whammy really, you're right.
Blue-eyed Bolla,
I concur with Lorna.
Sheās spot on with her
comment...
āa double whammy of
an aching heartā...
Indeed!
~Laura~
Thank you, Laura. Hopefully, poetry has healing in its wings! Again, thank you for your continued support.
Youāre very welcome!
The way you write and express what youāre feeling, āhealing is in its wingsā! It will take time, but the healing will come!
well done good flow structure and rhyme. ww
Thank you WW. Appreciate your kind comments and feedback
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