Tear stained memories

poem

A vision of art 

will form in the heart 

A delicate wind 

caresses the chin 

Tear stained memories 

of how love used to be.

Cradled every thought

heart, can't be bought 

love, once came and went 

treasured the nights spent,

Tear stained memories 

still come back to me.

Author's Note

Again my sappy, over thinking words. ***wink
A lost love and a gentle wind.... have a lot in common.
THANK YOU if you review

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

I believe we all have some "tear-stained " memories; if we think back far enough, we can dig them up... this
beautiful poem refers to those memories and how difficult they are to let them loose...they keep coming back and are sometimes haunting.... your words emanate throughout about this loss and how it affects you.... well done!
Warmly, B

[June bug]

thank you for your review

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome!
Warmly, B

[Amy R]

A very cute little poem.
Definitely enjoyed it.
-Amy

[June bug]

Thank you for your review

[Ken Simm.]

Subtle, gossamer and atmospheric memories. Brings it back

[June bug]

Thank you for your review and understanding

[Seriana]

I feel this way alot. "Tear stained memories of how love used to be"...
You know, I watch all the heartbreak in this world (specifically love relationships), and it really is so common. But it's horrible every time I hear of a divorce or whatnot. Sad for them but also understanding it might be best. But always there is a peace and sting after, because I am grateful it's not me in that moment, but also sad that it's only me. Still.
Needed to read this right now. Feeling the sting still means we feel, right?
Nicely done in a short way, June Bug.

[June bug]

Divorce hurts so bad, been there. I am so doubtful if I ever get married again, it's rough on kids as well. Thank you for understanding.

[Seriana]

Agreed. To all of what you said. I get tired of others saying things like "you'll find someone new", or "It was for the best", or "your soulmate is out there". It's often overlooked that maybe we just don't want to deal with that crap anymore. It's exhausting. I find being alone less of a care so much as I get older. At least I only have myself to be mad with, lol.

[Pete]

not a good thing. can leave us pale. good stuff packing a subtle punch,

[June bug]

Thank you for your review

[Pete]

you're welcome. you write deeply from that precious heart.

[poetgurl (Plainly Meg)]

This is so very lovely.
I love the flow of this.

[June bug]

Thank you my sweet cous'

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

It's as if each line carries the weight of cherished moments and the ache of their absence.

[June bug]

Thank you for your review, I appreciate it.

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

love, once came and went
treasured the nights spent
You're amazing with the rhymes
A lost love and a gentle wind. What a wonderful comparison! I really enjoyed our read.

[June bug]

Thank you for the review, I appreciate it

[Chris Shaw]

Lost love is such a drain on the heart. All we are left with are memories. Let’s hope the wind of change can usher in something that the heart will welcome with open arms. I enjoyed my visit June bug. A sad poem.

Chris

[June bug]

Thank you for your review

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome. Have a happy Saturday. 🌹

[Sami Khalil]

I like this poem and the sad aspect of it. Title is so relevant.

[June bug]

Thank you for your review, I appreciate it

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome Junebug.