Untitled

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

You said you loved me but I walked away,

Now after all these years and countless lies,

For the first time since that night,

I see you..... 

Laid down,  all cold and white.

Tears roll down and burn my eyes,

I kneel to kiss you goodbye,

And the only words that cross my mind,

Are the ones I whisper,   before I turn away one last time.

I Love You.

Reviews

[Nusquam Esse]

This has an incredible level of depth with how few words you use. I particularly liked the way you transitioned the whole poem around the fourth line, something so succinct to join two poignant segments. The second part really reminds me of many things I have scribbled in the dark. Those nights fearing what it would be like to lose someone who means everything to you, even if you don't know how much they matter to you yet. Love the imagery in your second to last line.

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you so much for your kind words.
And yes the fear off loss is often the greatest.

[Coyote Song]

A strong and emotional poem. So very sad.
We discover the depths of pain when someone we love dies.
I think you did an outstanding job on this.

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you coyote.
It is much appreciated.
And yes when they die or leave forever...

[Coyote Song]

You are welcome.

[Pryde Foltz]

Amorous allure….. of alliteration


each simile… caresses tenderly


Teasing.. dangerous.. deliberations


have me….. dripping with imagery.

The more deeply one is attached, the deeper the pain at separation.

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you pryde.

[emmajoy]

Sadness and love run through your leading ten lines and tell a story one can only consider, imagine, wonder about. However, there's no need for conjecture on that final phrase - it both hurts and blushes the heart.

How can we title loss?

[Angad Waraich]

Well i am was truly lost for a name.
So went with untitled.
And thank you for reading and reviewing

[emmajoy]

You're welcome

[TheLostMind]

Another great piece, Angad. This one is very powerful. Again, I love the wordplay here. Its as if everything is happening before me. Great job :).

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you.
Much appreciated .

[Sami Khalil]

Things move and change fast in a blink of an eye. I like the fear of loss aspect in this one...Excellent...:)...................

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you for reading and reviewing.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome....:).......

[MusicManiac]

It's really frightening how quickly life can change--what little control we truly have over it. I think we all say or do things that we regret, but it's even more regretful when there's no way to take it back. And as your poem writes, especially in love is this true. No matter how a relationship ends or what happens in it, the other person leaves an impression on our hearts. In the end, it doesn't matter how much we want to curse them to another planet--because the good memories always stay with us!

A very beautiful piece that is very well written! Thank you for sharing (and I apologize for my rather long blurb on love just then)!

~MusicManiac

[Angad Waraich]

No the blurb is good and actually the crux of all that i wanted to portray.
Thank you for reading and reviewing.

[MusicManiac]

You're very welcome!

[Noopur]

SIMPLY AMAZING....!!!
YOU ARE SUCH A THOUGHTFUL .. I MUST SAY!!

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you Noopur

[Rene Salinas]

Ugh! love poems my achilles heel. At least in this one seems to be somone you hadn't seen in a long time and now she or he has met death? Death always brings sobriety for some reason unless the Irish are around. But you let us know that your relationship continues to be a distant one with the deceased.

Thankyou

[Angad Waraich]

Thank you rene.