The morning's dew moistens my eyes -
No, these are not tears that you see!
(Cleverly we learn to mask our pain
When Love's not what it pretends to be)
A lonely wanderer, I strayed
Into a hopeless reverie;
So completely mesmerized was I
By Love's sweet and haunting melody
Throwing all caution to the wind,
I rushed where Angels fear to tread,
Ready to worship at Love's altar -
What despair to find Deceit instead!
Yet, my heart cannot forget how
Deceit, in its cunning disguise
Took me in its arms and carried me
Through those golden gates of paradise
Now the moon says this day must end -
Put aside those sad memories;
Tell me, how do I dispel these thoughts
That invade my heart like refugees?
A cold wind blew across my heart,
Then I heard an angelic choir
Prompting me to cast that tear-stained page
From the Book of Love into the fire
A heart wrenching emotional write, yes the deceivers breaks the loving heart into pieces what can't be united. It happens in the cruel earth and we have to take this pain. Lora, I realize this and agree that who ever says what, nothing can compensate it. But only I wish you have something else which may tranquil your pain.... A very truthful write.
Your poem makes me think that sad mood invents very emotional poems. Lora, I think this poem of yours clearly expresses your dissatisfaction with your current life. i wish to inform you that, there is hope as long as there is life. Dont soak yourself so much in sadness as that may lead to a form of depression. Just have hope within you and try as much as possible to love yourself as well. I like this poem a lot....... it is so emotional and heart striking..... Well done!
I take heart from this poem Lora. I believe the deceivers in love can't steal the entire heart but some part always survives to regrow.
I was blind once, and burned, almost to my ruin. Your beautifully sad words ring true far too often for far too many people.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A story about a lady on the rebound of a broken relationship. At her most vulnerable time, with judgement impaired she tries to find that same quality of love again. It's never easy. Another great piece, Lorraine.