In the midst of a haze

In the midst of a haze

A Poem by ~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair

No one hears me
No one sees me
What could be
the most dear to me?

The world is in a haze
For centuries they hid
the cruellest deed!
My love, he never got there
Where I was waiting for him,
by a yew tree.

No one hears me
No one sees me
Who would be
the most dear to me?

My love, he had hair like peanuts
And eyes like water in the lake
On calm moonlit nights.

Oh I feel like a lonely soul
In the midst of a busy road!
My love, he never met me
By our beloved yew tree.

The world is in a haze
For centuries they hid
The most cruellest deed!

I saw people, they come and go,
Busy on their business and doings,
But I, I have been here waiting -
Waiting for my love.

Please help me! Could thou hear me?
I wrote my name on the paper,
could thou understand?

My love, I finally know what they did to thou, stroke thou down with a piece of metal, stroke 'til thou bleedest made the heavens cry!

My love, I waits thou under the yew tree!

The others, they come and go, none hear or sees me but one dear soul read my name on the paper and prayed for me!

Here Elsie help me

So finally I saw my love, my love has come to me!

Now we are going, leaving finally, and our bare, white bones - they found buried under the yew tree!

© 2022 ~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair


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A wonderful poem shared dear Sarah. A haunting and worthwhile story in the poetry.
"So finally I saw my love, my love has come to me!
Now we are going, leaving finally, and our bare, white bones - they found buried under the yew tree!"
I loved the ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair

4 Months Ago

Many thanks you dear friend. :)
Coyote Poetry

3 Months Ago

You are welcome, dear Sarah.



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No one ( hears) me, no one sees me.
Good introduction. Good reflections on love throughout.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


A wonderful poem shared dear Sarah. A haunting and worthwhile story in the poetry.
"So finally I saw my love, my love has come to me!
Now we are going, leaving finally, and our bare, white bones - they found buried under the yew tree!"
I loved the ending. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair

4 Months Ago

Many thanks you dear friend. :)
Coyote Poetry

3 Months Ago

You are welcome, dear Sarah.

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Added on July 24, 2022
Last Updated on November 10, 2022
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~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair
~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair

Teleri of Aman ~ Middle-Earth ~ Finland



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