Beyond the Forest

 Darkness blocked her light

shadows

in stale vapors caught

    so many times  

courage faded away.

              more than not

            she  became love's

victim ~ loving him

          and longer than ever

storms always last

                  each heavy raindrop.

  a  sullen dull splash

deep down depths took control

        torture prevailed

as intense sorrow survives

        happiness failed

  days turned to months,

  where tears laden her eyes

    which once shone bright.

                      as azure skies

his love grown cold

        has withered her dream

she resides in vague darkness

        beyond~the forest green

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

How melancholic… is it maybe that his cold heart was under a spell which I allowed it to thaw? Maybe inside he screams to show you exactly as he wishes, but the words that come out fall short, right in front of your feet and as he steps close those words are now under his shoe like annoying pebbles one forgets? Is it truly too late to bring a shadow back to light?

Just a little inspired here, I like what you have here ;)

[Fran Marie]

thank's for reading and the
kind review.glad you enjoyed

[Cerise]

Beautifully penned...well done

[Fran Marie]

Thank you kindly

[Robert Haigh]

A poem full of poetic melancholy. There are few (if any) things worse than a love that has grown cold, especially if we still love that person who, seemingly, no longer loves us. Penned with convincing expression, Fran!

[Fran Marie]

Thank you Robert
for the kind review🌷
I so appreciate

[Coyote Poetry]

When love killed us. Never kind dear Fran.
"she became love's
victim ~ loving him
and longer than ever
storms always last
each heavy raindrop.
a sullen dull splash"
The above lines. So true. We can fall deep into the storm till one day. We decide to escape our sadness. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Fran Marie]

thank you John
for your kind review🌷
I so appreciate

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure dear Fran and you are welcome.

[light and ashes]

This is great. I love it. It is very gothic. It works well for Fall/Halloween.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you
so much appreciated🌹

[light and ashes]

You are very welcome.
:)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This has such a cool forest feel to it; a wood of revelations to show visions and harbor sorrows of failed dreams. Great read.

[Fran Marie]

Thank you dear friend
for the lovely review
on my poetry😊

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

"We're not out of the woods yet," is the saying that came to mind when reading this, as the moral of the poem. Idk. But I liked the poem a lot. The flow of the rhymes had a beat of its own that my eyes rode to the end. tyfs

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Cyprian..just that she was
loved dearly and then jilted by the
her liver and she is lost now
somewhere .. in the wilderness
of life so to speak.beyond the f....

[Unspoken poet]

I really enjoyed this write, like the imagery
well written

[Fran Marie]

Thank you unspoken... so much
appreciated😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have been in this forest way too many times...
months turn to years.
this allegory matches Bobby Frost...
I also like the layout which makes this even more visual.
j.

[Fran Marie]

Thank s for reading Jacob
and the kind review 😊