Robert Lindley Poet Romanticism

Of the Life, the Great Loss, the Solemn Plea

Of The Life, The Great Loss, The Solemn Plea

Across the cold chasm of that great divide
were flung the salty tears I could not hide
and epic darkness of a weeping soul
aching sorrows that took a heavy toll
O'gasping voice- shall thy complaints be heard
by whispering wind or by poet's word
in that a life mystery there gave birth
from those youthful days and innocent mirth
pray I, joy again of a much freer me
with swifter rescue from despair's aching sea!

O'mercy, dare thee this heart quickly heal
bless this soul, renewing love's dancing zeal
cast happy net, its loving gems therein reap
beauty and truth, gems to forever keep
whilst in my pleadings- I beg for much more
than unjust solitude on a foreign shore
remember what you asked me to swear
now failure- my loss more than I can bear
may I  sworn rendezvous now truly keep
and you forgive me before my final sleep!

Fated were the blues of that darkest day
perhaps even these words I must now say
you my darling, were everything to me
but of freedom's needs, we could not agree
I that sought far, far more than was my due
live now despondent despair missing you
can you feel intense pain of this broken heart
with your tender heart gift us a restart
gift our lives, treasure of renewed love
so again, we may kiss 'neath Heavens above!

O'mercy, dare thee this heart quickly heal
bless this soul, renewing love's dancing zeal
cast happy net, its loving gems therein reap
beauty and truth,  gems to forever keep?

R.J. Lindley
July 17th, 1976
Romanticism, 
(  The Sorrows Of A Love Lost )


Old note, 
July 17th, 1976
: deleted

New Note: 6-14-2021
This is from my ancient graveyard of hidden poems.
Another time that in my youth I went far astray
I when looking back, see it like it was yesterday
And can yet again feel the pangs of a love destroyed
This may now, see the bright cleansing light of day
From wild youth, when I once let my vanity hold sway.
Decided to not edit this, leave it as was written when in
throes of  deepest sorrows, heart was cut to shreds..

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Quoth Theraven June 17, 2021 at 9:14 PM Robert, 'ancient graveyard of hidden poems'. Your poem melds so well with Mozart' Requiem v. Lacrimosa dies illa -Richard Robert Lindley June 18, 2021 at 8:42 AM Thank you my friend. I am not very knowledgeable about Mozart myself - except to know that he was a very great musical genius and deeply adored by millions of music fans today.. God bless....

Vijay Pandit June 16, 2021 at 6:49 AM Beauty and truth-- gems forever to keep--your poem resonates in love and romance, and sorrow of love lost. Thank you for sharing this beauty from your past. Not many are as talented as you on Soup who can create such masterpieces. I am saving this in my FAVES. Robert Lindley June 18, 2021 at 8:38 AM Thank you my friend. Always a delight reading your replies and gaining your keen insight on my creations. God bless..

Connie Marcum Wong June 14, 2021 at 11:51 AM The loss of love in youth can be almost unbearable. I believe that we learn that parting from someone as we grow older may be best for us. But in youth love is everything and the loss of it rips us apart. I am glad that you didn’t change anything in this wonderful poem Robert. It is perfect as is. I can relate. Thank you for sharing this gem. Blessings Connie xxoo Robert Lindley June 14, 2021 at 11:57 AM Thank you my dear friend. You are so very correct. I remember that then it was as if suddenly the world ended. Now with age, ensuing years flown by, a bit more wisdom- I see it as a learning experience that millions likely go through. And even understand her thoughts so very much better..... What does not kill you, so oft makes you stronger. God bless...

Mystic Rose Rose June 14, 2021 at 10:30 AM Even when love is lost it leaves behind a legacy, a gem that cannot be stolen from our memory. Beautifully crafted dear poet, have a blessed day Robert. Robert Lindley June 14, 2021 at 11:52 AM Thank you my friend. The legacy part is not only true but has inspired several poems in the past. As I age I see it differently and the poems reflect that sad realization. Once I blamed her, now I place far more blame on myself.. God bless.

Sam Kauffman June 14, 2021 at 10:13 AM Amazing Robert. So happy there was a resurrection in your "graveyard of hidden poems." You have treated us with this gem. Have you ever thought about that phrase as a theme for a new poem? Thank you for sharing your journey. Blessings! Sam~ Robert Lindley June 14, 2021 at 1:46 PM My friend, your idea has now been put to use. Pen and paper saw verses fly and poem is now presented on my homepage here. Thanks very much for the inspiration gifted me. .. God bless... Robert Lindley June 14, 2021 at 11:50 AM Thank you my friend, I appreciate your reading and commenting. An very intriguing idea my friend. One that I think I will use by starting a poem sometime today! God bless.