Poetry / My Regret
Ever fondly my thoughts,
Moved by the keepsake,
Turn to you…
The promise lingering…
And the expanse of miles
Widening with the passing days,
A fading image of you in my arms
Calls a storm of emotion,
What good to yell against the wind?
What good to hide from the deluge-
-Of resentful tears?
Oh how I should have made a stand!
If not for us, then for me,
Oh these selfish thoughts,
Their thunderous roar
Sundering my skull like a wedge,
Clawing at my eyes to halt
The ever-growing remembrance of us…
Each flower, or moment of beauty,
Whispers the memory of you.
How hurtful and resolute are our mistakes
And in letting you go
A chasm of regret
Measures the distance of you to me.
And it grieves me even more,
That you bear this pain as well.
Our moments… forever fractured.
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Nice imagery. This poem is very moving. The only thing I think could making it better is keeping the consistancy in your paragraphs and adding one more line to that last one. Other then that its very good.
Kitty
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