Victor Buhagiar Poet Rhyme

Echo

Why did you leave me?
I cried aloud on the mountainside.
An echo returned to me
A mere repetition once she died.

Why can't I know where she is?
It was not right that I should know.
Everything was hers, not his.
Like it or not, it's better so.

My mind echoed "I love you still".
I trudged home, with nowhere to go.
Dark thoughts were all that now fill
My life was now full of desperate woe.


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Constance La France June 22, 2023 at 5:37 AM Victor, thank you so much for sharing your wonderful poem with us in my Writing Challenge congratulations !

Paula Goldsmith June 20, 2023 at 2:17 PM Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your "Echo" again. Have a great day............. Victor Buhagiar June 20, 2023 at 10:14 PM Thanks. I appreciate it. Victor

Linda Alice Fowler June 20, 2023 at 7:58 AM Echos travel to places unknown, and to listening ears Victor. Some answers are not heard, but felt. Congratulations on your win with this lovely poem! :)

Sotto Poet June 19, 2023 at 3:19 PM Victor, Back with congratulations on your contest win with this beautiful poem.

Charles Messina June 17, 2023 at 3:30 AM I believe your echoes were heard in heaven, my friend. She awaits you...hopefully not too soon though. Well penned!

Tania Kitchin June 15, 2023 at 3:51 PM Victor, a well penned emotive poem. I believe our departed loved ones visit us in our dreams as well as in spirit at times during our lifetime.

Evelyn Judy Buehler June 15, 2023 at 10:09 AM The echo of love is beautifully described in this story of a mountainside cry. Blessings

Valsa George June 15, 2023 at 9:40 AM Very poignant ! The sense of longing for the one lost to you is so palpable in your touching poem.

Joanna Daniel June 15, 2023 at 3:42 AM Pain echoes through your poem, Victor, poignant writing:)

Shirley Hawkins June 14, 2023 at 5:46 PM True love is everlasting. Your beautiful poem is full of love and longing for your wife. Your poetry shows that she is never far from your mind, and I think she feels the same as you do, wherever she may be. Look after yourself, Victor P S I hope you are feeling much better.

Anne-Lise Andresen June 14, 2023 at 12:19 PM - These words really resonate, Victor - A lovely verse :) - hugs

Darlene De Beaulieu June 14, 2023 at 11:46 AM Hello Victor, I sense you miss your soul mate. \your true love\. This is what I read in this poem. My friend. Enjoy your day./Darlene\

Beryl Edmonds June 14, 2023 at 10:58 AM Very moving Poetry Victor, be comforted by the fact that a room is prepared for us all in heaven and you and your love will be reunited again one day eventually for eternity, a happy day that’s sure to be… Belle

Paula Goldsmith June 14, 2023 at 10:08 AM Your "Echo" is a lovely write. Have a blessed day writing away...............

Eve Roper June 14, 2023 at 8:23 AM So Heartfelt. With each day that passes' it gets harder not to forget and you wish ever moment more for them to be back, no matter what. Many blessings my friend

Vijay Pandit June 14, 2023 at 6:53 AM Pain ligers forever after the loss of a beloved. There is solace here: My mind echoed "I love you still"...

Sotto Poet June 14, 2023 at 6:36 AM Your poem has been conveyed exceptionally well, with its echoes resonating through the mountainside. I hope that your health is improving. Victor Buhagiar June 14, 2023 at 7:37 AM A little, but I praise God. Thanks for thinking of me.

Unseeking Seeker June 14, 2023 at 5:02 AM Beautiful poem, Victor! Melding with the pain, by grace we may regain, her touch that doth endear, knowing she is in spirit here.

Regina Mcintosh June 14, 2023 at 3:23 AM beautiful woe... beautiful woe. A vision, a thought to hold. God bless you always, Love, Gina

Kim Rodrigues June 14, 2023 at 2:42 AM The echo on the mountainside…mere repetition… I trudged home, with nowhere to go ~ heartfelt!