Echoes Poem by Lora Colon
Echoes
I remember when his love died,
With care, I buried each memory,
How could I know echoes would escape,
Bringing to my heart their treachery
With cloud drifts, his words come floating,
On the wind, close to my ears they glide,
When the evening spreads its purple cloak
I run underneath, trying to hide
But I find no sanctuary,
Everywhere I go, an echo strays,
Echoes of pledges made by our hearts
Are searching for those happier days
Echoes stir the sleeping fragments
Of a heart shattered by a cruel blow,
Tell me, in what way have I wronged Fate
That it chooses to punish me so!
I'm a prisoner of his echoes,
They keep me chained to his memory,
His words crash and break like crystal waves,
Pounding my heart's shore endlessly
I don't know how such things can be,
All my days now in darkness are clad,
Slowly, but surely, haunting echoes
Of his love are driving me mad!
favorites: When the evening spreads its purple cloak I run underneath, trying to hide.............................watch out for spiders! ! and: His words crash and break like crystal waves, Pounding my heart's shore endlessly.................i think you are FAR from mad, but some of those long, stone piers for stopping waves might come in heart-handy. :) bri
A well written piece Lora. Nothing worse than putting your heart and soul into a relationship only to be spurned. Committing your life to another can be such a big gamble, maybe more so these days.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 6:01:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Echoes keep me chained to his memory, reverberated through my mind as I read this poem. Was thinking if they were echoes of his loss they would be consoling even though with tears. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn