I stand on the outside,
And watch you within,
No more than a shadow,
Or an echo therein,
I’m a barely heard whisper,
Or a memory long past,
A time that you buried,
Or a discarded first draft.
I’m the glow in your eye,
That smoulders like fire,
The spark for your kindling,
That I won’t let expire.
I’m the stars in the sky,
That light your way forward,
I’m the path that you travel,
And the continuing disorder.
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For I am the essence of all that you lost,
And a love that’s forsaken is a love that will cost.
A beautiful poem with perfect rhythm and tempo. I enjoyed this very much.
John (JMC)
This is perfect. I hope ‘he’ sees me as his foresaken love.
Stunning. I loved reading this.
Fabulously written 🙂
Happy New Year to you, Helen. This is a corker.
Thanks Richard, Happy New Year to you too x
Another great poem! I love your grasp of language and how well structured your poems are. You have great rhythm and I love poems that rhyme.
I am so behind in blog reading. I am glad I came by and read this poem. Love it.
Happy New Year!