When love does falter, and the heart is unsure,
Do not linger in shadows where doubt does endure.
For the soul deserves more than to beg or to plead,
You are a garden, a flame, and a seed.
Walk away, with grace, from the one who can't see,
All the brilliance you hold, all the vastness you'll be.
They are not blind, yet their gaze is too weak,
To fathom the depth, the heights that you seek.
Do not wait for the crumbs of affection to fall,
When your worth is a banquet, and you deserve it all.
Someone will come who drinks from your spring,
Who cherishes the song only you can sing.
So, walk away, for peace comes with release,
You'll find in the distance your heart's quiet peace.
No longer will you wonder why they couldn't stay,
For love, when it's right, never asks you to pray.
And when you meet the one who sees all your light,
You'll look back with a smile, knowing you were right.
To walk from the unsure, to let go of the gray,
To love yourself enough... to simply walk away.
Again, I applaud your skill
Again, I applaud your skill in deploying the ballad stanza. However, the use of "do/does/did" with an active verb weakens it. I bring it up because your verbal artistry is much better than that.
J-Called
Thank you
Thank you for the comment, constructive and to me - very useful. Much appreciated...
I appreciate your gracious
I appreciate your gracious reply. You have a real skill with the ballad stanza---something that has eluded me since I began to write poetry in 1994.
J-Called