You can find imagined love
Right there between the lines.
It's surely there, the love we see,
The one our heart designs.
It still emerges vaguely,
Until you give it life.
It's only then, when flourishing,
It causes pain and strife.
You never can return it.
Nor can it be replaced.
It seems to disappear at once,
With both blind souls disgraced.
I do not choose to give you
Another soul's torment.
So I'll just ask you kindly dear,
Don't change the words I meant.
They are not written vaguely.
Nor can I thus conceive,
Of how you can imagine them;
The things, you now believe.
So, just remember truly,
Though it's the one you see;
Don't focus on imagined love,
The only love from me.
the flow in this poem made it easy to read, but the depth in it is unspeakable.
So many people get caught in this trap. I think it is the nature of poetry to pull on heartstrings, we just need to keep our heads on straight. Take care, and Thank you for reading my poetry, I'll be back soon to read more of yours. Catie :)
Written wonderfully, the last stanza is so sincere and true. Your an amazing poet indeed.
Great one.. You write a wonderful poems about love... no thing more to tell but really great thanks a lot
nicely creative, very brilliant write. always ieaves me touched and intrigued.
Once again... greatly written! I enjoy reading your poems.
very beautiful and i loved it romantic touch of a well seasoned love relationship
Nice flow, lovely poem.. I love it... it really got me realaxed.. and the use of words.. unique. best wishes, ana
Every word means so much here. I would dare compare you to Poe-my favorite poet- because each verse flows into the next. I could use this to describe my life and that's why I appreciate it enough to compare you to Poe. My mother says, 'Poems can come from the mind, but works of art come from the heart'. And that is what your poem is, a work of art.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mr 1962 your poems just get better with time....