Master of the Winds

Master of the Winds

A Poem by Loretta_Love

Master of the Winds

Years and years of dying slowly,
of crying endless tears
as one by one the dreams I had
died and disappeared
in the storms of time.

Countless days and nights of aching
for one more chance at living grand emotions
return relentlessly to haunt me
tearing at the wisps of
calculated contentedness I cling to
for fear of sinking into depths
I cannot escape.

I remember how it used to be
when happiness and sorrow
came easily to me
when love and loneliness
weren't far apart,
when they came and went
and filled my heart
and tomorrow was just
another day.

In the silent spaces
between exhaustion and sleep
I close my eyes
and begin to weep
for memories so distant
they feel unreal,
and fantasies of you
carry me through
to tomorrows
heavy with hope.

This is what keeps me alive
this is how I survive
the leaden hours of daily life
of obligations and
promises I swore I'd keep:
I live with dreams
of other worlds
to come.

Join me in my dreams,
lay your head on my hand
let us sigh into each other
and fill the vacant spaces
of our hearts
with the sound
of our breath.

Let us blow away
the dust of ages, lay bare
the deserted hearths
we've forgotten,
ignite the embers,
feed the flames
fuel the dreams we need
to stay alive.

© 2011 Loretta_Love


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Added on July 8, 2011
Last Updated on July 8, 2011
Tags: Loneliness, yearning, love poetry, tomorrow

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Loretta_Love
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It's cold out there. My soul shivers. Warmth and comfort is what I seek. A place where mind and soul can prosper, create and soar beyond arctic blindness into other worlds and new environments. more..

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