Footprints in sand....

Footprints in sand...

As he walk away leaving my hand...

Tears fall down my eyes..

As i wait for him to turn back...

I can't utter the pain i feel..

I can't heal the wound he gave...

As i stand here alone

I realize the wrong I did...

I loved a lame ...

Who is the one i wanna blame...

As i question my heart 

Why true love end up fake...?

Why true love end up fake...?

 

Reviews

[Ralphy]

Awe Vaishali, I know that pain can overtake ones heart when another leaves us cold and wet. To wonder why they do such things...well, its some times is a waste of time, valuable time...

To fall and break, oh my...geez did I have my share. Caring about someone takes alot, to give your undying gratitude to them, and watch it fizzle...hurts. But to fall and break, naw your' a wonderful young lady, you have much to give to the world of artistry...whip your magic into the air so they can hear your words on all the canvases that you paint around the world...nice write...hugs

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Ah! That was painful, beautifully sad and heart wrenchingly awesome.
The pain, the sadness and the deepness in your work is simply incomparable.

[LonelySoul]

your poem has moved me to respond,with my own footprints in the sand,and what they mean to me.

with every impression of a toe,weight bearing down,hard to breath,
her foot left the rest of it's mark across my heart,
as if they were fresh prints in wet sand,upon the shores of my soul,
the waves echo my own heartbeat,inside the empty cavern of my chest,
a last kiss on blowing wind,like the petals of a rose,drifting out to sea,
as the sun sets,my tears dry,I find peace under a full moon,
and her footprints are washed away by the soft gentle waves of time...
LonelySoul

[Henry]

Wow...that was powerful. Is that based on real feelings, or are you just imagining what it would feel like? Either way, well done.