Melancholy

Lady Sunshine on Aug 31, 2009

Tags: burn, Captive, castles, Drifting, echo, essence, eternal, faithful, floating, footprints, grief, haunted, heart, love, lover, melancholy, memories, pain, pining, presence, psyche, remembrance, sand, shadow, soul, Spirit, tide, vision, voices, waves

Remembrance…

I sit here drifting
My thoughts wandering
Floating onto you

Memories of us
Lingering within
Consuming me whole

I am swept away
As waves come crashing
The tide rolling in

Past voices call me
Echoing my pain
My spirit haunted

Your essence remains
A faithful presence
Overwhelming me

You burn eternal
Holding me captive
My heart held steady

My soul grieves for you
Like washed away sand
From a lover’s hand

Castles made of grain
Come crumbling down
Love reverberates

Wet footprints impress
Upon my psyche
Never forgetting

Neglected vision
This sad life pining
Shadow evermore

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ken bultman on Aug 31, 2009
Very easy poem to read. Memories are like that. Difficult to put away…easy to dredge up when circumstances are right.
papaleng on Aug 31, 2009
so simple yet so sweet. Indeed, certain memories specially happy ones are somewhat stack in our minds and hearts for a long time.
agriculi on Aug 31, 2009
nicely written
maranatha on Aug 31, 2009
Floating thoughts – nicely put together
Sonia Doreen on Aug 31, 2009
Beautiful poem, very creative and heartfelt!
Christine Ramsay on Aug 31, 2009
Wonderful imagery in this piece. Well done.

Christine
Lostash on Aug 31, 2009
Beautiful as usual, Lady.
Shirley Shuler on Aug 31, 2009
Hi Lady Sunshine, beautiful and heartfelt, loved it!!
Yovita Siswati on Aug 31, 2009
beautiful and very thoughtful!
Melody SJAL on Aug 31, 2009
Brilliant!
giftarist on Aug 31, 2009
Simply amazing!
Leonardo da Vinci E. on Sep 2, 2009
Alright hopelessly romantic. Just remember that in love one has to save a little part of oneself which no one can have, not even one\’s lover. Love is like a pyramid, but you save the tip of it for only yourself. If one loves too much then depression becomes possible.
Leonardo da Vinci E. on Sep 2, 2009
Alright hopelessly romantic. Just remember that in love one has to save a little part of oneself which no one can have, not even one\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s lover. Love is like a pyramid, but you save the tip of it for only yourself. If one loves too much then depression becomes possible.
Collette Edwards on Sep 2, 2009
a great love poem well pened, very talented, keep writting

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