Phil Capitano Poet Free verse

When Will I

WHEN WILL I?

When will I feel love again?
I’m burning up inside…
My heart consumed, there’s nothing
Left except my pride.
Yet with all this fire
There’s a place that gets no light.

I see people from the past
And I recognize their faces
Though they wear different masks.
The wisdom that they give me
Is both wondrous and sublime
The teachings they offer
Continue to transform my life
In ways unimaginable.

But when will I feel love again?
All my words live then die
Upon the lips of yesterday
And this singer does not sing;
All love’s lyrics are just a lie
To fall on the un-hearing.

There are many who would have me,
At least, that’s what I’m told.
Many more would lavish me
With shiny silver and gold.
Yet there’s only one who thrills me,
Only one that I long to hold.
She whispered that she loved me
But now that love’s gone cold.

So, when will I feel love again?
It’s important that I know.
This heart’s been damaged
But it’s free to a good home.
Despite all my misgivings
I need passion in order to grow.

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Darlene De Beaulieu March 27, 2017 at 6:47 PM My dead husband and I went to Cuba, he wanted to visit a family friend, so we went to Cuba. I was in a room of strangers while he and the lady of the house were in a locked bedroom for two hours. He came out of the room guilty, she came out smiling. He cheated on me. Would not satmitted it. Your poem a 7 Darlene De Beaulieu March 27, 2017 at 6:50 PM So I hurt. It has been as year of his death, I want to move on, for me that will be difficult, I will find it hard to trust, but I will try hared to do so.

Richard Lamoureux December 6, 2016 at 7:59 AM I like the puppy metophor, I hope your heart finds a good home.

Red Omara November 30, 2016 at 6:13 AM And Namaste too, Phil.

Rebecca Campbell November 22, 2016 at 7:20 AM beautiful poem dear. you will find love captain, just don't go searching for it.

Paloma P November 16, 2016 at 8:17 AM Another frustrating rendition, sadly capturing a bruised heart. "All my words live then die Upon the lips of yesterday" wish I had thought of that!

Freddie Robinson Jr. November 14, 2016 at 1:49 PM Very moving and melancholy poem, Phil. The anguish and yearning is palpable. An emotionally charged piece of writing. Very strong poem. Love and peace to you. Rw

Mrunali Damania November 13, 2016 at 8:47 AM 'yet with all this fire, there's a place that gets no light', such touching words! Phil Capitano November 13, 2016 at 9:57 AM thanks for reading and commenting

Tim Smith November 11, 2016 at 8:46 AM Wish it were that easy. It's hard to let go of a fleeting love.

White Wolf November 11, 2016 at 8:13 AM Love will find a way, Phil!

Daniel Turner November 11, 2016 at 7:59 AM Phil, I hope you find what you're looking for my friend. A very sad poem to which, unfortunately, I can relate. Take it from me, the longer you live alone, the less likely you will ever move anyone in. You grow very used to your own company. Phil Capitano November 11, 2016 at 8:05 AM TY Daniel, it is somewhat comforting to know I am not the only one.

Chris Green November 11, 2016 at 7:45 AM I hope you find the answer to your question because the sadness in this piece is overwhelming. It does hurt, the waiting and wondering if that feeling will ever return. Nicely expressed poetic emotions Phil. Phil Capitano November 11, 2016 at 7:55 AM Thanks Chris, I knew you would understand.