In your absence
My eyes wander, they roam,
But against these teeming memories of you
No one stands a chance;
You are alive in me, and merciless.
In your absence
I cry hoarse tears into this tired pillow,
And wonder whence the relief
For which I so consistently seek,
And when it will arrive.
In your absence
The colors of the world are muted, strange,
The stars are cold and distant
And make a mockery of my suffering,
And everything that everyone says is harsh and out of tune.
In your absence
The falling rain is savage,
The cascading snow is a punishment
That layers me in such dreadful loneliness,
A cocoon of icy despair that renders me mortally weak.
In your absence
I have no center,
No core to animate me, no fire to sustain me;
In your absence
I die.
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Written December 1st, 2003
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As they say, as long as I come home for the meals it doesn't matter where I get my appetite. Even so, no one makes me salivate like you do, and you'll never have to let this be a concern.
- Giovanni -
This was beautiful! My favorite part would have to be....
'In your absence
My eyes wander, they roam,
But against these teeming memories of you
No one stands a chance;
You are alive in me, and merciless'
I liked that you admitted that your eyes may wander even though they do not let you go too far. Memories are a very powerful thing as well as merciless all in themselves!
Glad you shared this glimpse of you....... ~angella -
I hate having that feeling of longing for someone... especially when you know that you won't be near them or with them... This is a great peiece and I'd love to say so much more on it but I'm kinda in a funny mood so I apologise for the crap comment
Take Care
Hayley x x x x x -
wow, that was such a heartrending poem. that feeling, of nothing can go on without someone... you just displayed it so beautifully. You used so many key words and phrases. its often hard to really capture feelings in words, but this is just sheer perfection. words like "icy" "mercilous" "tired" "weak" its all lonely... all... sad... all desolate, isolated. its just amazing how u used all these words and had a perfect flow, it wasnt forced at all. thank you for sharing this wondergul piece. this is the first i have read of ur work and it will not be the last.
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This is amazing. Very touching and personal. Though it was written for a specific person, it still manages to plunge deep into the hearts of your readers. Very very strong emotions. The words seemed perfectly placed. Beautiful. Keep it up. And Hello to who ever this was written for!
Treble -
Absolutely perfect
Ah, Pilate....you penned the depths of my pain! There is so much truth and power behind this that it is almost physical agony to read it. Although there is some comfort in knowing my misery is understood by another, the imagery and mystically perfect turn of phrase in this poem bring the depth of that pain back to me so vividly - like sitting in the dentist's office and hearing that drilling sound from the back...makes me want to run for the door...makes me sure that the pain I thought I felt just a moment ago is gone, but I'm sure the pain of that drilling is very real. Wish I could express the impact of this poem on me as honestly as you expressed my heartbreak with it. There is not one word, not a single beat out of place or that does not ring perfect in its truth and awful beauty. Thanks so much for sharing this one....you outdid yourself with this.
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I did write it for a special person, but she hasn't read it yet. Thanks for the comment, it was much appreciated, I'll return the favor soon.
Thanks!
- Giovanni -
Its really nice,so emotional...I really like it...Did you write it for a special person,did this person read you're work?
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Your longing is so vivid. Lovely work!
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