Sinking Love.
With dirt on my hands
Reach beneath the surface
To find the light gone.
But an illusion or a trick
To see it so close
Yet unable to touch
As it sinks away.
What must I when water calm?
To find, to strive for desires
That may never be discovered
In shifting light.
Must I disturb calmness and hurt another
When it is all so nearly lost?
Or to release grip in hope
That time may heal the wounds
And wipe the mind clean of thought?
To accept that the error had fault
And that the water never
Was right to be touched.
I do not know.
-Jordan-
05/08/2014
Whether to make a go of it or
Whether to make a go of it or relinquish the love? Big decision. This poem is brilliant, and explains and describes your situation very well. Everything almost within grasp and breathe or blink and all is vanished.
Such emotions are explained well here in your creation. Well written and a very good read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thank you! I appreciate your
Thank you! I appreciate your feedback and I am glad you enjoyed it! :)
I do wish I never was in the situation though.
"Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light."
~Steven Kloves (screenplay), Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, 2004, spoken by the character Albus Dumbledore
"...the error had fault..."
gave me goosebumps - nice writing and orchestration ~Lady A~
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I have just seen your
I have just seen your comments now! Thank you so much for your kind words :)
"Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light."
~Steven Kloves (screenplay), Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, 2004, spoken by the character Albus Dumbledore