What becomes of love that falters
Skies that turn from blue to grey
Tenderness which coldness alters
Eyes then sadly turn away
Hearts bereft of gentle feeling
With the passing of the years
Love once at the altar kneeling
Turning thus to bitter tears
Arms that ever were enfolding
Kisses sweet as summer rain
Hands so clasped and tightly holding
Parted now as love doth wane
Lost in dreams to feel that splendour
So unbounded long ago
Whispered words then sweet and tender
Blown away, no more to know
Cold and dark the waking morning
Sorrow borne the new day brings
Ever sad the moment dawning
When the heart no longer sings
It is very sad and hurtful and so frequent. Has great emotional impact for us all. Hopefully, just another of your great poems
When love is gone, the heart no longer sings! Very true! But love can come back anytime as long as we keep the door of our heart open! A beautiful write!
You've done it again. Extremely vivid, and markedly sad .Like water, love can escape though our fingers and you describe the pain poetically, and perfectly
Valerie, a critic said of Mark Danielewski that he had a songwriter's heart as attuned to heartache as he was to Derrida's theory onthe sign. -- you too have your heart tuned as a songwriter does. this is so beautiful. Kerouac said something like poets carry the tears of thousands of years... your words are like a lightning rod, summoning the feelings of humanity down into a single burst, with you as catalyst. a perfect 10.
The heart will sing again, it will play a different tune. Heartfelt but rewarding read
'Hearts bereft of gentle feelings....' You have captured the agonizing loneliness-'When the heart no longer sings'- following estrangement, so very well. An appreciable write.
You have an uncanny ability to delve into the arcane nature of human behavior. And equally important, you are a master at staging the literary settings that present so beautifully. I consider you a mentor. Much appreciation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is my new favorite poem, hands down. I feel the humanity in it. And words, though they will never fully convey our emotions, come as close as possible in this poem.