He Understands, She Feels Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

HE UNDERSTANDS, SHE FEELS

He understands what she must feel
after these years.
The hurt her heart cannot conceal,
the bitter tears.
Her letters, love and life reveal
fond hopes, dread fears.
Sincerity in her appeal
his shame appears
to blacken, circumstance did steal
Love’s light with shears
of selfishness, which purpose peel
from life, which wears
without it. Loneliness congeals
the blood, all smears
with ugly washes, - woe, no weal.
Yet when cloud clears
for her forgiveness he shall kneel.
But now, all blears.
Painful solitude seems to seal
the past, so dear,
from joy, and in its place, drear deal,
sets hurt’s sharp spears,
which wound when memories unreel.
Despite the tears,
may future happiness yet heal
those wasted years!

7 August 1980 revised 4 July 2007 robi3_0170_robi3_0000 previously entitled I Understand, You Feel


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