Uncovered

Where do I belong
in an everlasting bed of sorrows
Weeping for a lovers garden
The door is slammed shut
I weep at the gate .
Out here in the blue
Hazy mist .
My heart aches for you.
But the key to your heart
remains closed
I stand here untill I feel faint
Darkness fills my soul.
untill this garden opens
My soul won't be whole

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Unrequited love can be so painful. Your short poem here conveys the sorrow so well. Nicely penned Rosalind. First of yours I have read. Nice to meet you.

Chris