Loves End
When my words of love fall on deaf ears,
when all that return, are kringe’s and sneers,
when it’s I that has failed, now alone,
wishing I’d kept such feelings veiled,
is it I, that will remain on my own,
is it my heart, that must turn into stone,
has loves perfection, pressed me hard,
with only the bitter taste of rejection,
once more leaving me scarred
has it worn me down to the bone,
only I on a lonely wind, will forever be blown,
is there not even one, to be found,
into the emptiness of my tomb, will I forever be bound,
whom shall I ever know, never touching a souls fire,
quenching this deep longing desire ,
drawing near passions warmth and it’s glow,
never finding tenderness of mercies I hold onto so closely below,
is it just I that feels the pain, that I refuse to let show,
is it only my heart, that is destined, to be broken apart,
why then do I cry, again and again,
when in the night, the loneliness comes to settle back in,
do I welcome it, like an old friend,
knowing my heart, will never heal and mend,
as once more into my lonely tomb I descend,
surrounded by hollow walls of my empty room,
where I can no longer pretend,
on love I will ever depend, on it’s wing I will ever ascend,
my tears, love shall never attend,
with the emptiness of my life, I’ve been left to contend,
another empty night alone, will I have to spend,
only being blown on a lonesome cold wind,
hoping my lonely journey, will soon reach it’s end
Copyright © Dale Bronson | Year Posted 2018
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