Forsaken Shores

Forsaken shores    by Sami Khalil

(To those who feel that way)

Brush me against nights lurking,

the frayed pages of days in, days out, highs and lows.

In faithful swearing, I lost my prudence without a heed.

I rose smitten, tracing the cinders of love,

before tomorrow snuck in with fleeting footsteps.

On behalf of us, I chased the fragility of solace,

with no return policy.

I blamed foolishness for the last meal, over and over again.

Bitterness has leftovers, so do reality’s aftershocks.

I’m worn out, brittle, stretching on a bed of rues. When I fill in the blanks, my sighs parenthesize full stops.

Brush me against the hamstrung hours, where I glow in your sailing eyes.

Everyone is eavesdropping on my smitten senses, barging on thereupon ventures.

You breezed by like strangers in the mirror, like trains leaving one after the other.

I lost count languishing in starless nights. Silence glazed my glares with specks of fear.

With thousand spells, I nested in feathery dismays, scribbling over and over: “I love you,” only to hear the rhapsody of echo-less eternity.

Brush me on raveled ifs, on forsaken shores!

Reviews

[Mrudula Rani]

You painted the picture of sentiments that a hopeless inamorata perceives often, with the most profound phrases that cross a gorgeous poets mind, dear Sami. Flawless in expression, form and benignity. A timeless comprosition. supremely splendid poem .

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! You are splendid too. I love how you come up with unique and out of the ordinary poetry. You have a special talent. Accept my gratitude.

[Sami Khalil]

By the way Inamorata will be a wonderful title for a poem of yours.

[Mrudula Rani]

Thank you for the suggestion dear friend. All the best.

[Sami Khalil]

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[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Cold alone and abandoned
forsaking ones aching broken
heart in love long gone.



With thousand spells, I nested in feathery dismays, scribbling over and over: “I love you,” only to hear the rhapsody of echo-less eternity.
Brush me on raveled ifs, on forsaken shores!



Beautiful my friend

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! Thank you so much Benita for this wonderful review and blessed visit. Hope all is well...

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

Thank You my friend
I'm not too bothered
I'm good I'm just praying
about that other stuff
and all should be fine.

Thank You and I
Hope you have a
blessed night

[Sami Khalil]

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[lightsong]

there are many poems about unrequited or lost love, but I don't think I read a one that made it feels so personal like Yours here, as a reader, the strong superb images You painted made me feel that it was You in these lines, living that state (which I hope it's not true at all), very well done my friend with both the expressions and emotions. P.S, did You paint that picture?

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! Did not paint that picture but I painted those words. As you know, love lost can be for a person or a country or....As you know I feel the nostalgia as you do. You have been in that situation as I do. Thank you so much Light for all the wishes and reviews.

[lightsong]

truth, when I read the title I immediately remembered the Syrian refugees, but I didn't want to bring such a sensitive subject knowing all what's happening in Your country now.

Bless You my friend, and may all Your loved ones be safe ❤️️

[Sami Khalil]

All true. God bless.

[Sami Khalil]

"Brush me on raveled ifs, on forsaken shores!"

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love the use of "raveled"
everyone becomes unraveled...but hardly ever "raveled"---
lots of good metaphor here...and you fit them all together...quite nicely.
i feel worn out and brittle...
i felt the breeze in this.
j.

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! So true and well said sir Jacob. Thank you so much for sharing with us your selfless self. Happy Autumn.