Love's Tragedy

Love's Tragedy

A Poem by J. M. Yeary

 

How tragic is life to never know love
To never have a hand to hold
To never look into a lover’s eyes
And lose one’s self in paradise
 
How sad it must be to hide a heart
From the beauty of a lover’s touch
To caress so soft, a tender cheek
Of the perfect love that all seek
 
How tragic is life to never know love
Nothing sadder I can imagine
I have never felt such emptiness
As longing for that perfect kiss

© 2008 J. M. Yeary


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How tragic is life to never know love
Nothing sadder I can imagine
I have never felt such emptiness
As longing for that perfect kiss

Those last two lines got me. All the longing, emptiness and perhaps regret summed up in those two lines. No not summed up, but how does one say sent forth mystically. As the reader takes in your words, the emotion you felt is transported through time and space.

Posted 15 Years Ago


We have all felt this, even some of us who are in relationships. What I guess I am saying is that you don't always have to be alone to feel emptiness....( believe me I know )

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 3 people found this review constructive.

probably one of my biggest fears...great write here...thank you.

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Yes.............i can relate to that. But remember all the times you felt that wonderful feeling of love.........treasure those until true love comes and finds you :))
Loved the thought and flow...............why no title??
You could call it...............beating heart, or.......
contemplation............or..................empty heart.........sorry!!I'm rambling!!

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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Added on March 1, 2008

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J. M. Yeary
J. M. Yeary

Wichita Falls, TX



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I discovered this poem while I was looking through an old cemetery book at the courthouse in Crowell, Texas--a very good depiction of what most of us feel as we venture through life. Surely (at least .. more..

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