I think of all the words,
both those I wished I had
and had not said.
Remember the times
when words were useless
kicking through Autumn leaves,
watching you smile
realising I loved you.
The naivety of asking you
never to leave,
how with a curve of balmed lips
you said, you never would
but you broke
so many things
along with your promise.
both those I wished I had
and had not said.
Remember the times
when words were useless
kicking through Autumn leaves,
watching you smile
realising I loved you.
The naivety of asking you
never to leave,
how with a curve of balmed lips
you said, you never would
but you broke
so many things
along with your promise.
Oh, this is a deep poem, one with a sting at the end. Broken things are hard to deal with, and broken promises are the worst of all.
ReplyDeleteouch-- that is painful - and those words... those we wanted to say and never did..and those we did and had better not... felt...
ReplyDeleteouch
ReplyDeletefeel the hope dashed
with the fractured promises
Thanks for the comments - guess everyone knows the invincibility of being in love, and 'ouch' moment when reflecting on all the pointless promises shared.
ReplyDeleteif only words of love always rang true...
ReplyDelete..how sadly painted words... yet all of us can relate to this in some way or another... great offering... smiles...
ReplyDeleteWords sometimes said and wrong are the one changing our life.
ReplyDeletethis runs deep, reminds me of so many things. so many promises broken and such a lot of unsaid words crying in some corner all day.
ReplyDeleteouch. felt.
ReplyDeleteits the words i dont say that scare me most.
but it is the words broke that hurt the worst.
yowch. a good anti-love pen ~
ReplyDeleteA sting that is never forgotten.
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