Defeated
Acceptance attempted, failed
Although alone, I knew to be
Yearned for you more, had I knowing our differences
Another had I expected not to enter
The tips of your fingers, denies my plummet no more.
Even through error, had my mind never grasped the thought
Admission was to end my fall; our friendship was to be replenished
Gradually more was to flourish
My hopes soared , cut to its roots
You were not waiting - it was I, who felt.
Findings so clear, I wish it was false
You spoke to another, casually yet with precision
What was articulated, could not be unheard
My cards had I released, knowing the joy was foregone
Tears restrained, knowing a depart was imminent.
In my wake, do I doubt the reality
A sombre night, a sombre morning
My imperfections existed, even through facades
Your presence, polished the blemishes
The depths of the marks, now a hole.
Another effort, my prayers had sought
Your response was seen, reciprocal this could be
Time had I assumed it in wait, for me to rekindle
Your moving on, delivering my faith's corpse
My pursuit curtailed; continuation in vain.
Copyright © Keshan Govender | Year Posted 2016
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