Forgotten
With a heavy heart
I am writing this poem,
when catching my breath
I was awakened
by a flying star
knocking at my window,
wondering why am I concerned
that I forgot even in the
darkness there is a light?
I needed proof to eliminate
the jeopardy I am in tonight
as I am constantly being
reminded of my past,
needing to forget
I beg, for new beginnings.
I want to stop agonising
sitting here all night
weeping missing him
and afraid of my
own shadow.
I do not want any more
to be moved by his words,
but await his action
to show me how strong
is his love towards me,
yet knowing I will
remain badly hurt
in isolation.
In order for my love to end,
I needed someone to help me,
I needed a transformation
to remove my heart's obscurity.
I am very old,
but the odd thing is
I do not feel old.
I have lost my youth
and there is nothing
in this world, that can
return it to me.
Oh sun, go away,
bring the wind
to destroy my soul
and sink my heart
to the bottom
of the deep ocean.
I used to prefer to watch
the rising sun,
then to the setting
of the moon,
as darkness violates
the beating of my heart
and soul.
I wish I could have some
spiritual refuge
to unburden my life
with someone I trust;
that I could clear the skies
for the doves to fly in circles
around me, whisper their lyrics_
around my solitaire true love,
and wish that moment
would live forever.
I know now that
the planet rules our lives,
and the shining stars
when they shine above us,
will always remind me
that today I am here,
without his shadow.
I will bring into existence
all reasons to be happy by
ordering the fog never
to cloud my thoughts.
Therese Henoud
29 July 2016.
Copyright © Therese Bacha | Year Posted 2016
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