Notes About The Poem

Contest : Traditional Cinquain

Sponsored by : Sotto Poet

Date posted : January 24, 2026

Syllable count : Checked at howmanysyllables.com

Topic Chosen : #2

Living without a loved one is the slow learning of how to carry on with life

where silence of absence resonates. Living with it is the slow learning

of how to hold what remains. Love refuses ending, changes its form

and moves into memory as a lonely instinct.

 

 

 

Lost Love


Morning
finds my window
still open to birdsong,
lets the sunlight in through your void,
softly.

Hallway
holds old echoes
of your vanished footsteps,
I count while I remember you,
walking.

Sorrow
breathes in the void,
exhales your hushed absence.
I learn to hold blankness in heart,
always.

My mind
rakes memory 
where you reverberate.
The echo hums inside my chest,
alive.

Time’s stride
doesn’t trample you,
it teaches me new pace 
to walk braced with reminiscence, 
forlorn.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace