LOST AND ALONE

Lost & Alone

Lost and alone in my head,
Can’t fall asleep in my bed.
Waves crashing in my mind,
Pain is all I can find.

Take a walk on the beach I’m told
To clear the cobwebs from their hold.
But here I’m alone with the surf,
Lost and alone on my own turf.

The boat’s foghorn​ echoes my grief,
A loss profound beyond belief.
The soulful sound takes me away
To happier times I can say.

To times when you held me
And told me you loved me.
Those times are gone for good,
Forget I know I should.

At night when I close my eyes to sleep,
All I can see is our love so deep.
As hard as I might try,
I can’t let go and fly.

So here I walk on the beach,
Knowing you’re out of my reach.
But still, ​I yearn and burn
For a love, ​I can’t earn.

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THE SUN SETS FOR US

dark nights

Take me away in the soft breeze.
Let your fingers flow through my hair.
I want to see your warm smile
And hunger for your loving touch.

Time for that is long past.
Victims of the battle we now are.
Hell is waiting for us both.
I can see his boat drifting offshore.​

I will not let him take me.
I want to share paradise with you.
Warm breezes and soft winds
To wrap us tight in its cocoon.

No more glory to be had.
No more wins for our side.
Our losses are steep and many.
The mighty have fallen this night.

The sun sets for this evening.
It has not brought you back to me.
I will wait for all eternity
Until I have you by my side.

CAN I EVER LET GO?

A fellow author is compiling poetry from authors on her WordPress site. The topic is letting go. I sat down and wrote this poem about my brother. As tears fell from my eyes, I felt sad and happy at the same time. Sad that I will never see him again, and happy that I can share my love with others.

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Can I ever let go?

Can I ever let go of your touch?
At night, I dream of your fingers.
I can’t believe I miss you so much.
Your strokes through my hair still linger.

Can I ever let go of your eyes?
With great pride, you watched me grow.
I dearly pray for one last surprise.
You to return to me, I know.

I know my prayers won’t be answered.
My wishes never come true.
But I still have hopes to be answered.
And one day to see you too.

Can I ever let go of your humor?
Your wit and jokes had lightened my days.
I know this is much more than a rumor
That I’ll never have you brighten my days.

Days keep on passing.
But life must go on.
My heart is fasting
Each day it beats on.

Can I ever let go of you?
To my dearest, older brother,
My answer is a ‘no’ to you.
You weren’t only my brother.

You helped my mother to raise me.
You provided light for her blind eyes.
You’ll always be the best of me.
Until the day, I close my own eyes.

My Battered Heart

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Source: dolcemania

My Battered Heart

The rose drifts to the ground,

Petals dry and wilting in the cold breeze.

A death resembling the demise of my heart

As an unraveling of feelings turns to dust.

A shoe grinds the rose petals to oblivion,

The preferred state of my battered heart.

The wind lifts the remnants of the flower

to circle around me with its dying breath.

A Desert Landscape

Escape your mind
Source: fascination–infatuation

A Desert Landscape

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

It blasts away any chance of peace,

keeping me awake seeking sleep.

Thoughts are jumbled in the cobwebs,

lining the halls of my utter despair.

Bells ring in these curved walls,

warnings for me to take care.

Once one hole is filled in,

another one soon emerges.

A shovel will not do the job

to keep me safe from my pride.

A better state of mind is needed

to repair the damage already done.

My mind is a desert landscape,

full of worries and contradictions.

HIS DEAR FACE

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In my heart, I know he is there.
Waiting for me, I have no fear.

Lost him so many years ago.
Tears have finally stopped to flow.

One day I will see his dear face,
But I cannot keep up this pace.

Living day to day without his love.
His warmth had fit me like a glove.

I must accept the sad fact
That he’s never coming back.

He will not be alone anymore.
My parents have now walked through that door.

I can feel him circling from above,
Reassuring me when I need love.

HEARTACHE FOR ME

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Heartache is for me.
My heart yearns for thee.

Lies fall so easily from your lips.
They feel salty on my fingertips.

I must remain strong.
I hope I am wrong.

I need proof to trust you once more.
My heart is breaking at its core.

The salty mist soothes me.
The wind caresses me.

But I feel cold deep inside.
I need a safe place to hide.

THE END IS NEAR

THE END IS NEAR
“Life goes on,
But how can I?”
Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.
“Please save us from the...

 

THE END IS NEAR

“Life goes on,
But how can I?”

Lost in her suffering in a town of despair,
Linda knows not how to release herself from here.
She gazes out at the big bright moon,
Knowing full well what it will bring soon.

“Please save us from the evil forces at bay.
We can’t live through this for even one more day.”

Will this night be the same as all the rest?
Fleeing through the night at someone’s behest.
Will they ever be safe again in their beds?
To lie down asleep and rest their weary heads.

“I see a light in the distance.
We can offer no resistance.
They are here for us all.
This night the town will fall.

THE DEAD GAME

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BUT A GHOST OF ME

 

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My life has taken a downward spiral.
All I have taken for granted
is gone in a second.
A fleeting memory
of good times gone by.
Leaving me in a vacuum
of my own despair.
To wander the nights alone.
Voices filling my head.
Ice in my veins.
No one is left
but a ghost of me.