Lamentations of Love Lost

Lamentations of Love Lost

A Poem by Sheila Kline
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A lover is lost in a sea of grief

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© 2013 Sheila Kline


Author's Note

Sheila Kline
And again, I thank Rick Puetter for his patience and faithful assistance in helping me improve poems such as this!

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Some dreams do crash and burn... very powerful work my friend... you really no how to bring out such intense emotions, in this case sorrow and heartbreak...

Hopes of life are gone, of what I wished to be.
Regretful deeds now shadowed o'er by misery.
Moon's light hidden, dark denies proof of love's gain.
Joy's step forward is now backward pushed by pain.

that verse stood out the most for me.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Lamentations of Lost Love

Deep at pool's bottom, my lost dead lover lies,
Washed over by regret in hope's ebbing tides.
Where now the friend to this lost and grieving soul?
He is but a shell, frozen o'er by cold.

Passions once blazed hot when spark of love was fed,
But desire squelched and cooled love's embers dead.
Now I seek a spark to light love's hope anew.
Scorched plans cast aside, they having gone askew.

Emotions now quiet, no longer loud and wild.
Purged are soul’s dreams, whether they be bold or mild.
Future hope's drowned by torrents from lost 'morrows.
Dark shrouds form, pressed down further by tear's sorrows.

Hopes of life are gone, of what I wished to be.
Regretful deeds now shadowed o'er by misery.
Moon's light hidden negates proof of sweet love's gain.
Joy's step forward is now backward pushed by pain.

Lamentations of lost love washes now o'er me.
Future's hope cold thus pierced by reality.
Dreams now resting 'midst heartbeat of nevermore.
Alas, soul grieves for joyful plans dead evermore

Sheila, Ms. Lady of Lost Love

Posted 6 Years Ago


Gorgeous! The imagery is powerful and vivid, and as I read I can feel every word and phrase jump to life off the page. Greatness, friend. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ach, tis sad, but, ever the optimist, even after the loss of love we have to find a way for ourselves. The word 'passion' caught my eye also. I confess, that on the odd occasions when I've found myself in the grip of passion I have always, always felt silly afterwards. I can't stand that abandonment, when the senses drive us on and reason is dumped on his but in the gutter. Of course this means that I am poor material as a lover. But all I have learnt about passion horrifies me. I always feel emotionally and physically shot after a bout of passion and I suspect it makes us more likely to make all kinds of horrible mistakes. Given the choice between calm and passion...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Very touching and heartfelt poem. Penned beautifully Sheila,
it was a pleasure to read. ~ Helena

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Brilliant. Sad...but truthful and well captured. Excellent work....as always.....:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is my first read of your poems, and I am sorryto be late.
This is a heartbreaking, beautifully written poem. Simply so well written.
(That Rick has saved me a few times as well,:-))

I enjoyed this and look forward to reading more of your work. Thank you for sharing!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Nothing compares to the loss of one so loved. Especially when finalized such as in death. There is no second chances or even a mellowing into friendship. The end is just that... no more. Outstanding.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful visceral images of loss and even resentment. I'm speechless. Great writing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You sure do evoke a lot of different emotions in your writes, my friend. This one is so sad, as the future hoped for is dimmed or dead. Grief is a part of the risk of loving but it eventually sets us free to love again. I love the pic you chose for this one too.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on January 2, 2010
Last Updated on May 21, 2013
Tags: Heartache, Sorrow, Regret

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I am a Poetess of Multiplicity who also enjoys genealogy research, current events, folk ballads and Irish/Celtic music, and I am a grand lover of dogs! I strive to live by the philosophy o.. more..

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