Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Outstanding my friend. You take passion and love for this one person and enshrine it into a poem as divine as it is beautiful.

John

No one in their right or indeed write mind wants to feel down or depressed .. I found this post/poem very much to my liking indeed it was compelling .. Kind regards, Neville

When you’ve been there, you know

Peter, this touched my heart. Suffering is used to refine and strengthen us, much like a blacksmith uses a furnace to refine precious metals. Stay strong. 🌹🌾🕊️

I’ve had my share of dark thoughts. I don’t want to go back to that place. One can only hope the future is better.

hello dearest Styxian this really hit home I have trouble listening and have let love slip away because I didn’t love myself enough to fully open up here is the pain of it…this is so very sad and longing but beautifully executed 💕

Thanks Crims. I’m not much into doing rhyme, but it’s a good practice for staying mentally sharp with creativity.
Love is a type of energy, and they say that energy never fades. It just gets resourced. It’s around us all. We just have to be receptive for it.
Yeah?

Evocative lines of syllabic longing. Just a relatable feeling

“Like a book reread, yet a page unturned
Like a match unlit, but feeling burned.”

&

“How it all falls, with a sun unrisen
How dark the day, you didn’t listen.”

I feel like these lines tie the theme together well.

Like Crim, I’m always trying to still the grinding in my brain and it’s a challenge for some of us…so many missed opportunities at genuine connection lost on being somewhat crazy lol. It seems that ‘longing’ has become a guilty pleasure for me lately haha. Yes, just shut up and listen to the wind….

Always great to see a DUP veteran poet posting something new…great choice of rhyme and slant rhyme….kinda takes me home again, if only momentarily…all those moments I didn’t listen, and I always appreciate a good use of anaphora.

Thank you!

I swear to everything solid, I have been here. But you painted both the lonely who faded & went away & the left behind. That was an incredible image. Those left behind don’t always care though. Mine didn’t. But many do & this is a gentle reminder to listen & take nothing for granted…least of all love

I can relate Styx. Even your rhyming skills are polished. Great poem.

I truly appreciate the,artistry of your cadenced flow. A fitting requirement for the death of love. Well done, well done.

Beautifully penned, Mark. Love the imagery my friend, amazing rhymes, excellent write. My favorite lines:
“How it all falls, with a sun unrisen
How dark the day, you didn’t listen.”
Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m not adverse to rhyme as it can accentuate the emotions expressed. You work this well.

Oh Lordy. How to comment on this!! I got teary eyed while reading. It hits home on a personal note as I’m sure you know.
It is a beautiful write. I feel like I can touch it, it’s so real. This is perfect. Just like you:)

But honey, you’re biased! LOL.
I rarely do rhymes. But, yeah, we gotta stay sharp right?
Smooch!

This poem aches with quiet truth–and is so beautifully written. The way love doesn’t end in an instant, but fades through silence and small distances. The repetition of “gone is” feels like the echo of a heart breaking, and the candle’s hiss at the end is such a perfect image of love’s final breath. Haunting, tender, and deeply human.

Very much enjoyed write from the off to the opposite end of the page .. I hope to check in more often as I learn how to navigate these stars .. Warmly, Neville 😎👍

Dark and Misty emotions.
A journey through sorrow.
Regards
James