It's been a long time coming

An old poem revamped

When in the translation of emotions all feeling is lost When the wolf howls out of distress and flowers no longer bloom Where will you be? When days are long and the nights longer still and the moon no longer shines, so darkness envelopes you like a shroud Where will you be? And you hear the plaintive wail of a mothers cry for a lost or abandoned child and all the rivers have run into dried out seas Where will you be? Then at long times lasting, you turn your eyes to me to that vacant spot where you thought i would be then i wonder where will you be? When transgressions wear you down, and all hope has fled and mortality stares at you from that empty place Where do you think i will be?

Reviews

[Inkcognito]

Wonderful write - I ask these same questions over and over again!
"When in the translation of emotions all feeling is lost" A trend that seems to happening all too often. We misunderstand the intentions of the other, which leads to a breakdown in comprehension, communication and the subsequent drift between people, signalling the inevitable, slow but sure demise of a once perfectly great relationship. Tragic really...

[Lilly]

Great piece- thought provoking and haunting in a way... Great questions to ask...

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a great question to ask. When the end comes where will you be? The flow of this poem is great and the emotions are poured out in this piece.

[Emily B]

I rather hope you will be beside me, smiling hope for better days.

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I would hope to be looking down on it all from a safe fluffy cloud..and hopefully you'll sitting next to me...otherwise..I don't want to think about it...deep thoughtful stuff

[MuSe Ampoule]

Hmmm...I second Selene's words..."haunting" Where you will be is far from this place of love lost or forsaken. Away from the cold unwant to huddle around new flames of reciprocated love...

Like so many things, once the bonds of love and trust are broken the once objects of affection will drift away, ne'er to return. This is a great poem...it echoes in my mind!

[Marie Harrison]

Questions we find ourselves asking when we have been rejected by the ones we loved. I'm sure they will miss us or have regrets. What could have been or what should have been. By that time, we'll be well on our way. Off to happier times and with more suitable partners. Loved this poem. Especially the imagery of the lonely times. I related to all your examples.

[Ruth]

All seems vacant under such surreal thoughts in light, a beautifully tense poem love!
These is so prose as well, stunning work:)
Endless rivers of doubt can only lead to oceans of security :)
xx

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

haunting~ thoughtful poetic~

[Rory CJ Frankson]

Alone at home with hope
pondering
those sleepless trials tied
wondering
shades of the dreamer eye
seeing
me standing silent by the sea
weeping