Song to a forgotten lover

[Erika Saavedra]

I do not know why I forgot you
If our hearts were but one
Fact is that rain is falling down
And washing away my nostalgia

For , you see, loving you was an act of devotion
Your name being my desperate prayed
To a god that was blind and deaf and mute

Could it be that time drew me to heresy?
Like a saint who has forgotten the name of God
Overstepped the limits of his contour
And fell apart, a mere revolving chaos

In the darkened night of your eyes
Where no star was left unblessed by oblivion
Where the moon was exiled for the sake of protection
Against the forged knife of passion

I say in those fields of screaming silence
There were no mirrors to reflect my soul

So it is that I must go
In search of the light that you deny
I do not want to consume my days
Burning my heat on cancelled altars

Be these the last words we exchange
Cos' I've already blown the candles to death
And quietly, o so quietly! started my way.

[patis]

Why is it that we love to pry scabs open?
Perhaps we do all we can to remember that lovely feeling of pain before all that's left is scars of memories.

[pinoypower]

Sometimes even profound sorrow, loneliness, loss or other forms of negative feelings can also be sources of inspiration. This poem of Erika is an example of how to deal with these emotions thereby easing the sufferings and at the same time entertain others.
Congratulations again Erika for another well written and passionate poem.

[MattNickson]

This girl Erika is makin' me get embarrassed; she writes lovely poems :) well.

Bless you Erika :) and teach me how to write poems like you do... k ?:)



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[erik]

great work here Erika