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Whispered Dreams for Yesterday.
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Whispered Dreams for Yesterday. |
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Windhover Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 179UK |
I softly lift the pen to write a requiem to forsaken dreams; a love affair that never was; star-crossed... not quite in step, it seems. A tiny poem, tinged with sadness for a love so unfulfilled; For, I have always loved you... and, I suppose I always will. So many times I watched you reaching out, when true love seemed to call; so many times you tried to fly; so many times, I watched you fall. I longed to take you in my arms, to hold you close... to comfort you; For, I have always loved you... but, you never guessed, you never knew. No matter; you have found true love at last; and I, in truth... am glad for you, but, hidden by the smile; my secret heart is deeply sad. I always knew such fragile dreams of you, one day, would come to naught; But, I have always loved you... you are always somewhere in my thoughts. Perhaps, some distant, moon-swept night when hollow wind is in the trees; your thoughts may drift to long-lost days, and, smiling soft... remember me. Recalling poems made for you, so long ago... so far away; soft echoes of a love confounded... Whispered dreams for yesterday. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
As this poem suggests, one-sided love affairs are painful, yet have their own emotional rewards. A poignant tender romantic write. |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
ah yes … testament to the exquisite bittersweet pain of unrequited love! I am especially fond of the beginning and end of this ‘write’!: “I softly lift the pen to write a requiem to forsaken dreams; a love affair that never was; star-crossed... A tiny poem, tinged with sadness for a love so unfulfilled; For, I have always loved you... and, I suppose I always will...“ AND: “Perhaps, some distant, moon-swept night when hollow wind is in the trees; your thoughts may drift to long-lost days, and, smiling soft... remember me. Recalling poems made for you, so long ago... so far away; soft echoes of a love confounded... Whispered dreams for yesterday.” MUCH (sustained) applause for this most fine ‘penning’ !! |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
oh this one aches so bad....tissues in hand! ~ARH  |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
My friend Windhover, you have written a very heart touching poem that was delight to read, Thank you for sharing, take care. Lindsay |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Perhaps, some distant, moon-swept night when hollow wind is in the trees; your thoughts may drift to long-lost days, and, smiling soft... remember me. Bittersweet beauty!!! Well done! *S* |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I wrote you a long reply and then lost my internet connection just before I submitted it, but the following is what I recall of it: I am assuming that this is autobiographical, but if not, it is then for whomsoever it could apply to. Your poem is a proof that altruism exists (as I have always proclaimed) – you are happy that she has finally found love that appears will last. I would like to believe that she would wish the same for you. I ache for your pain, but I applaud your generous spirit! In my humble opinion, I believe that altruism is one of the highest accolades that one can confer on anybody. I don’t want to spoil your memories, but I do want to try to ease your pain. A love that can’t or won’t ever be, always has its attraction and always seems purer than reality, but that is an illusion because it isn’t tainted by the everyday wear and tear of proximity. No two people have a perfect love. They can get close to preserving the initial wonder, with continual and very hard work - and working at it together. My wish for you is that you find a love that is real and grounded and that you both work very hard at it and preserve it for as long as you both shall live. Owl |
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