What If Heartache Never Ends

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I should be writing lyrics I'd sing to you in a love song like the nights when you were here with me to listen. But everything between us is awry and terribly wrong. You'll never see the tears in my eyes but they glisten. No longer can I sleep in the bed we once shared or look at the pillow where you rested your head. From this suffering, I wish we'd both been spared without wounds to be healed; without tears we shed. I cannot write lines skewed with romantic thoughts, of walks along a beach, or kisses in the moonlight. In wakes of crashing waves are two broken hearts. Memories visit me as shadows hovering every night. I will never find a love poem written by your hand. There is nothing we could ever do to make amends for reasons why you don't walk beside me on the sand. What if heartache I feel over losing you never ends ~ If that is to be, a daunting mantle will fall over me, a cloak never lifted from my eyes in fear they rest on you with someone else, for I could not bear to see your hands lovingly fondling another woman's breasts.

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Ann Peck

Date: 5/19/2023 5:37:00 PM

Ah, Lin -- I've, too, been where the pain and empty feelings are almost unbearable, as written so eloquently in your lovely poem. Years go by, but pain doesn't dissipate easily, even in sunlight.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/19/2023 6:36:00 PM

I can tell you do know that kind of heartache. Thank you so very much, Ann.

Tania Kitchin

Date: 5/19/2023 4:02:00 AM

Lin, a great emotive poem, heartache ends when a new love begins.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/19/2023 5:54:00 AM

Tania, you’re so right, and once again smiles will reappear. Thanks!

Paul Willason

Date: 5/18/2023 9:37:00 PM

How is it, what trick is played on our minds when such sadness and pain is touched by poetry, that it carries a thread of enjoyment in the skill taken to lay these emotions on the page. Such is the power of poetry I guess and its alchemy....transmuted well in your hands Lin.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/18/2023 10:52:00 PM

G'morning, Paul. I think we find 'enjoyment' in poetry based upon how it effects our senses. It doesn't matter whether it's sorrow or mirth, as long as we feel something stirring inside of us. Thank you sincerely for encouraging me with your thoughts.

David Kavanagh

Date: 5/18/2023 9:16:00 AM

Brilliant writing Lin, you are so good at these melancholic breakup poems, I don’t mean that’s a good thing for the love afflicted one, but rather for the reader to get a realistic sense of the heartache experienced by one involved, beautifully expressed cheers David

Lin Lane
Date: 5/18/2023 9:47:00 AM

Years ago, there was such a love in which all the lamentable emotions in my poem were deeply felt. Poetry founded on the reality of sorrow is difficult to write, no matter how often it's expressed. Thank you very much for reading and your insight, David.

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 5/18/2023 8:35:00 AM

Poignant, piercing, painful. A masterpiece.

Lin Lane
Date: 5/18/2023 9:53:00 AM

Your descriptive adjectives are perfect fits for the mood I hoped to convey. Thank you very much, Seeker.