Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Lost Love



I dream of you
Of days long past
I’d touch your face
Your eyes downcast

I'd kissed your lips
You looked away
My heart was sad
I knew you’d stray

You said goodbye
I‘d not give up
There was for me
No loving cup

Years have passed
Times cruel wand
Your eyes I see
I’m no less fond

I know you’re there
But cannot see
Though loves sweet call
Still beckons me

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15 comments:

  1. This poem points to an earlier love, one you never got to spend years with, I think. It would be neat--in a way--to see the valentines we might send to those who never saw us, who never gave us a chance. Some I remember with a similar fondness. But it's all mystery, no memory accompanies it.

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  2. This holds for me, a turning away...expressed well in the lines of eyes downcast...the image is intriguing as well!

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  3. Sad to have love rejected. But it happens. You capture the yearning mood excellently.

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  4. You bring that memory into the light of day so clearly I can see her downcast eyes. Beautiful and sad.

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  5. Some loves are unforgettable, and the memories live forever...

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  6. Love lost is sometimes the most poignant because we never had a chance to see it chipped away by the little hurts and disappointments of life.

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  7. "I know you're there"...love is all about this...beautiful

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  8. This seems to me the epitome of romanticism, sweetly expressed.

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  9. Ah yes pining away for one who doesn't want us back.

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  10. Very sad & poignant ~ Some are meant not stay together ~

    Grace

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  11. The memories linger on! Love is such that emotions will rein supreme against physical presence! Great lines oldegg!

    Hank

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  12. This swings like the forlorn soul left in the wake of lost love...

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  13. Ahhh unrequited love. Whether we held it for a moment or it eluded us entirely - it haunts us.

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  14. I felt your longing. Lovely poem though quite sad.

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  15. the lost love.. memories that never fade..

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