To Feel Nothing
Marie writes about love for someone we cannot have. We all have felt this way one way or another. But few people say it as well as she does. Enjoy!!! @Call_MeMarie
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TO FEEL NOTHING….
every day we pass each other
like ships in the night
our sails never touching.
our waves never skimming.
some days we turn,
like we felt a breeze
of the other passing
but who is to know?
i look behind.. and i see nothing.
you look behind… and you see leaves blowing.
what just happened?
who is to know.
one day we stopped.
looked straight into each other’s eyes
i saw cold, hard stone.
i saw the wear of a thousand years.
i saw the dirt blow away.
you saw my eyes. blue and filled with longing.
you saw the tear that fell.
you saw the pain.
you saw the hurt.
but you felt nothing.
because every day, it is your grave i pass.
it is your tombstone i see. cold, hard stone.
you feel nothing for me.
because you are gone.
so once again, i pass you.
ships in the night.
our sails never touching.
our waves never skimming.
*for those we lost*
*for those we will yet lose*
Awesome….simply awesome…
For the poet himself to say this, what can I say in reply? *bows* Thank you. (On Marie’s behalf)
Nice
Simple but beautiful
The twist was unexpected
I love this
Thank you Deola. 🙂
l love poems,definately love this one.Its cool
And this is a reader from Facebook. I also think I know who you might be. 🙂
LH was here, like a ship in the night
And he might be back like a thief in the night…………
¯..(•. • )../¯
LOL. Cool attempt at being poetic. We await your poems Oga. (Prolly sex-related and stuff)
Lovely piece…love d twist
I love it… 🙁
Aww, 🙁 I ddnt realize one ws dead
So so touchin’.
Wow
Yes, Tiny and Braggin. We should also value those we have right now, before it becomes too late. That is what I take from this….
Awesome! Just lovely!
I love!continuous flow that kept me reading.Thumbs up Marie.
Awwwwwwww
Wow… *raises glass* to the ones we’ve lost!
Clinks glass with you. 🙁
Touching! *sniff*
Such a quiet, sad poem.
You and Cece have conspired to dampen my morning with your well_written but ultimately depressing fare… tis well.
So sorry Cikko. Actually sadness is an integral part of our lives even though we always seem happy. But we stay smiling. 🙂
A tribute to lost loved ones.. Good one
A tribute to lost loved ones.. Good one
ah. a poem other than awizzi’s that I can abide. nice.real nice.I was hooked. the twist was nice.it made me go back up to the previous stanza. eya.hooked. the twist was nice.it made me go back up to the previous stanza. eya.
LOL. So Awizii is your number one (and only) poet! Oh well, please visit the Poet’s Corner more often then. I know some bad poets I wish to invite soon.
lovely.
interesting, the moribund nature of the object in question is shown in the succinct style of the poem, I love the nature of feeling the “leaves blowing” gestates, it provides a chill associated with the very nature of sadness. line 16 “I saw the wear of a thousand years” metaphorically provides an hint that the object of this poem was loved. Nice, I hope you don’t mind my analysis, i write poems too.
Of course we love your analysis. Marie would be pleased to see this…
O_o….
Huh?
*sigh* No words.. *blows nose*
awww dis is so beautiful…thumbs up
Lovely! Sad buh lovely.. Wen it comes to poetry, some pple hv it nd odaz don’t. Marie most has it!
😀 Hello Kovie. How do you like your 19th street room? We need to make it bigger you know. 😉
Awwww! She finally felt comfortable enough to post it. Loved it when I first read it. Still love it now.
Short and nice!
simply beautiful, classic *blows nose* 2our lost lovd ones, *blows some more*