Letting Go

My dearest heart, I do not go
Because I’m tired of you,
Or think that other worlds will show
A heart more kind or true.
Pretend I’ve died, just tell your heart
I’m dead forever gone,
And with a kiss please let me go--I must be moving on.


Yesterday the Sun was here
And now returned again,
Suns feel no passion or no fear
Experience no pain.
I wish that I could disappear
Dissolve into the sky
Then I could leave you weeping here
Without explaining why.


For when you sigh, in mis'ry true
With eyes of pain and sorrows
My life long hopes are shred in two--
I lose unkown tomorrows.

You say you love me--it’s a lie--
For if such thing was true,
You would not force me stay and die
Or tear my heart in two .

Love me hate me, let me go--
Know , sweet one,  I loved you.
release me from this bitter hold
Your love's a curse come true.

For,when your door has finally closed
And I’ve gone down the stairs,
When you’re quiet and composed
You'll keep me in your prayers.

You see,  I know love's strongest bond
Can navigate the sea.
In dreams such passion as we’ve found
Will still thrill me and thee.

If destiny hath blundered fair,
One day we'll meet, Dear Friend.
You'll kiss me softly if you dare,
And hold me once again.
V Anderson Throop
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
February 1, 2014 at 11:02 PM
I read a few john donne poems many years ago. he was an exceptional write AND man. What a wonderful tribute.
Marcum Wong Avatar
January 30, 2014 at 10:29 PM
I love the way this poem flows and takes the reader along for the sail. Haven't read poetry here for a while, so I am trying to catch up. I am happy I didn't miss this one!
Dome Avatar
January 6, 2014 at 11:51 AM
Very well done. love John Done and olde English verse. much enjoyed. take care best wishes. Pete.
Kithinji Avatar
January 4, 2014 at 3:50 AM
It's a thrill this one. It swept me off my feet.
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