curiously amused, the place,
as he walks around to the other side, leading nowhere,
a concrete wall, in the middle of a landscape, confusion on his face.
A key in his hand,
defying the thought in explainable reason.
His past, she flutters through his mind,
like a leaf in the autumn season.
Why the thought of her now,
as she shut him out, in the cold winter chill?
A broken vow,
in her voice so shrill.
The sway of fragrant lilac, drifts,
beneath sunlight and shade,
his love for the rose, scattered petals,
bleeding broken heart, stepping through thorns life made.
Could she be on the other side of the door,
such an unreal place,
the love so wanted held in his mind,
comforting the wounds, wiping the tears from his face?
He stands staring at the heavy wooden door,
slowly turning the key
sees the one his heart has been dreaming of,
and steps back into reality.
Published by April Higney
A love for writing poetry for many years. Main concepts are based upon past/present/future struggles & issues of life and relationships, love and family. I am strongly passionate about entwining my heart & s... View profile
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2 Comments
Post a CommentBeautiful, in both meaning and writing.
Love this. He finds her on the other side. He found the person he was supposed to find. She is his reality. Great job!