Silence tonight’s ringing through my ear
Let it go, it’s something can’t I hear
Mainly the only thing I blame myself for
Hundreds he asked if he was just a friend or more
Not a single time I showed any obsession
Too late now comes my confession;
You’ve conquered the mind and the heart
The day you stepped in to my life is my life’s start
In streams of real tastes you bathed me
Organizing the world as it should be
Me, to happiness you wedded;
“Life’s no scratch paper to be shredded”
You drew and paint a world so rustic
You’ve made it ours; simple yet like magic
Every single thing there sounded merrier
For you believed that no war’s won by a sad warrior
And you left in
a hustle
Saying no even proper goodbye
Leaving me peace
in mourning color
to dye
I’ve walked in tears
to that room
by the end of the hall
I’ve seen what
you painted over
your wall;
Widow has become the Bride before she walks that aisle
Fate carved “The End” before she even started her Tale
I love this, Mira Jay. It reminds me of all the reasons I’ve missed you…..
Love does this to us. It’s not only a person you’ll miss, but the person you were within their light – maybe even a little of the person you were before everything changed. That’s the real crux; once you know, you can never go back to not knowing. Love to you always, Bobbie
Wish it was realised back then what’s what; perhaps the flowers left yearly over the stone would have been decorating the dinner table now:'(
Love & Light
Yes……….. *sigh*
doubled….
So beautifully and delicately done Mira! You talk of the yearning and the sadness at the same time! even maintaining the love and warmth in it.
Thanks dear Soumya for the radiance you always stamp my blog with…
Much Love
his s love as we all know it to be.
Hope you’re doing well…&excuse me but I didn’t get you..
Peace & Light
My wife told me that on the wedding day of her first marriage, before walking down the aisle she thought to herself ‘this is never going to last’. … the heart always knows …
Hello dear; first you’ve been missed.. Second your wife’s right… Third I guess you’ve lead my poem to the wrong track:(
&at last forgive my absence from your page but I’ve been absent from the whole blogsphere & l’m looking forward to dive in your oceans again..
Hugs
One could say, poetry, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder, yesterday my eyes were clouded by tears … Sending love and light for your day …
I do agree on the say & sorry about the tears I’ve drawn…
Much love back to you
The Navajo have a saying -The sky would have no rainbow, if the eyes had no tears …
A matter of fact..
No word can say how I missed your Light..
What oceans divide
Wind carries song from afar
Light in words sinks deep
May you days be blessed, and your knights bring rest …
Ah Mr. Profound; how I miss you & the light you spread.
Thanks for the blessings; badly needed
Peace & Light
You have painted a beautiful imagery and the last line is powerfully breathtaking! Hope you are well 🙂
Thanks Zein; well a life’s story is hidden through the last lines:(
Peaceful week ahead
A life story comes with a beginning, and the value of the story doesn’t lie at the end, but at how the life story is lived.
Take care, Mira, much love to you ♥
Well said but I meant a real story hides there…
Love & Light
Your poetry and presence was missed, Mira.
This is very powerful and I am amazed by how you paint those moments of heaviness, sadness with beauty.
Thanks sweetie; honored by your mind & actually my life holds a scarred-March that I myself never know how to pen it down:'(
Peace & Light
They say “sweet regret”. i say no regret is better. Glad to see you again, sweet Mira.
& I’m more than glad to see you, read you & listen to your beat again:)
Much love
Tragic and sad, my heart feels the pain.
But I’m glad you’re back, we missed you!
&I missed your deep Haiku…
Sorry to make you feel this but it’s March; pardon me
Love & Light
This poem is one of the deepest and most powerful I’ve read from you; although I’m guessing that a tragedy occurred in your life (a loss of a loved one? You mentioned earlier in the thread about a hidden true story in the piece; I hope I haven’t reintroduced any sad sentiments…)
Notwithstanding, I wish you very well and pray that you may be comforted and blanketed in peace. Thanks for visiting my blog again; may God richly bless you!
O’ Nell. it’s fine dear; you’ve caused nothing because you can’t bring back to mind what’s never leaving it…
Thanks for your peaceful embrace; much needed..
Love & Light & many wishes for a great weekend
Your poem is a great way to mark your return my sister! The light of your words is always a blessing. I had left a longer comment but it must not have taken! But I am glad you have returned…you were missed! Much love and light to you always!
Your blessings are more than enough dear Wendell; no need for longer comments…
Much love back to you & peaceful weekend
love makes a poet, and then pain makes the poet even better. Its been a while since I came to read your work, and now I wonder why!!!
I can feel your pain and hurt … but there is nothing that I can say to make it better. But a warm hug, and a silent prayer for you.
Let the words flow, they help ebb the tears …
That’s a profound definition&true as well…
Pardon me if my poetry carries clouds to your blue skies but it’s my beat that I can’t cease:(
Any way thanks for stopping by&excuse me for not showing into your world but I can barely find time to check my own page; hope soon enough I’ll be back to the blog-sphere; till then hope you’ll leave me much to explore:)
Peace & Light
No worries.
and … the clouds just hide the blue skies for a while.
Peace & Cheer
mmm.. sounds like someone believes in this too-skies shedding no rain, never wear a rainbow:)
Peaceful weekend
Mmm … I love the rain more then the rainbow 🙂
You take care.
Smiles.
🙂
Out of the track…
he, he 🙂
hope you get back on it then…
You’ve missed the main point here: who has slipped the track:)
I know you want me to confess I did… 🙂
But I think it was more a case of travelling down different tracks
I believe it is the same one now…
Every story has its two sides:)
yes. the right side and the wrong side 🙂
Hey Mira, I’ve nominated you for the liebster blog award, here are more details should you choose to accept,
http://amidereve.wordpress.com/2013/05/01/libester-blog-award/
Congratulations 🙂
Congrats to you first…&thanks for the honor…
Peace & Love
Her words are beautifully confessed..
O’ Will; I’ve missed your sweet presence here as much as I do your Haiku in time my schedule’s not showing the least expected blankness…
May you be on a safe track dear…
Peace & Light
Hello! I wanted to tell you that I have nominated you to receive the “Versatile Blogger Award”, I hope you enjoy it. You can see the post in my page @ http://mysecretloveforyou.wordpress.com/2013/06/04/another-great-award-thank-you/
Congrats to you & thanks for the honor even if it’s late but it can never be too late:)
Peace & Light
Haven’t visited you for a long time, Mira, but you haven’t lost any of your charm. This piece has a familiar ring to it, like a bit of deja vu. Beautifully done.
Paul
Well I was away for a long and hope I catch up with what I’ve missed all along..
Thanks for dropping me piece of your mind.
Beautifully written….
And where are you? No more poem since March? Dear, we are waiting for more poems….
Thanks dear..
Just a busy season, but your wish came true; may you enjoy today’s piece.
Peace & Light
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought & the thought has found its words”; I know mine’s make no sun shines, but….YOU can tell better! !I like this ! Ilike your blog you are great Thank you for your gentle
comment! with love maxima
O’ dear thanks for creaming my morning-coffee…
Peace & Light
This is truly amazing, Mira, and I hope you’ll be writing more, now that you’ve returned! Hugs and blessings to you…
Lit by your presence sweetie..
Love & Light
Late confession…..is yet a confession. Better late than never.
A very touching and sweet one…..haunting in style.
Yet that time it was late enough that it couldn’t reach what’s taken underground; hope at least it can still reach what’s flown to the furthest sky:'(
Hugs