Anna Kirshenbaum


An Image Of You - Poem by Anna Kirshenbaum

My eyes fell by chance on an image of you,
And my heart, my silly heart, stilled for a moment.
It cannot grasp that we are not to be,
That I am not the girl of your dreams.
You let go of me.
You let me out of your life with such ease,
With such cruel ease.

Yes, saying goodbyes does get easier,
As I grow older,
As the partings amount.
But I am not yet of cold-blooded stone,
Not yet truly wise –
And so I grieve and mourn each loss.
I grieve and mourn each loss.
Still grieve and mourn each loss.
Each loss.
Each loss...


Comments about An Image Of You by Anna Kirshenbaum

  • Gold Star - 9,802 Points Heather Wilkins (12/9/2013 4:22:00 PM)

    being let go is difficult sometimes but it might be for the best. After all one does want to be the girl of his dreams a good write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 10, 2013


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