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Non-contest poem.

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When Deprived of Your Love

Who do I become, when your shadow fades? 
 Not a man, but a map with the roads erased— 
 A shell with echoes where heartbeats once played, 
 A dusk without promise, the sun’s warmth betrayed. 

I become the silence between the stars, 
 Wandering empty, bearing invisible scars. 
 Each breath a question, unanswered, unheard— 
 The world still turns, but it spins out of word. 

My laughter dims into distant rain, 
 Memories bloom, but they taste like pain. 
 I am not whole—I am the absence of light, 
 A clock that ticks only deep in the night. 

The mirror denies me; I’m ghost in the glass, 
 A soul made of stillness that no prayers pass. 
 Without your compass, I falter and roam, 
 No place is shelter, no house is home. 

But even as I unravel, piece by piece, 
 I cradle the ruins, refuse the release. 
 For to be broken by love is to still have known 
 A fire so bright, it burned to the bone. 

And maybe, just maybe, the ashes remain— 
 A whisper of hope in the hollow of pain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Edmonds  Avatar
April 29, 2025 at 12:34 PM
Jay, this poem is so good, sad yet beautiful too, wonderful… Beryl
Goldsmith Avatar
April 27, 2025 at 1:31 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. "The mirror denies me; I’m ghost in the glass," is a great line. Hope you are OK.... Have a wonderful Sunday writing away............
Dietrich Avatar
April 26, 2025 at 9:30 PM
Another amazing poem. Thanks for commenting to mine,Jay
Ray Choudhury Avatar
April 25, 2025 at 3:37 PM
A great heartfelt poem - beautiful memories touched by a sense of loss and sadness...very well-crafted!
Rose  Avatar
April 25, 2025 at 12:44 PM
A fire so bright, it burned to the bone. That sounds deep and so intense , love the weighty poem, great write Jay
Andresen Avatar
April 25, 2025 at 11:12 AM
- "But even as I unravel, piece by piece, I cradle the ruins, refuse the release" - Even though everything fades with time, it will never be completely gone - Memories emerge like shadows from the past ... some with joy others with sadness ... a deeply moving poem, Jay :) - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs
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