Barry Van Allen


Love Will Come Again - Poem by Barry Van Allen

Adventure; past and present,
will carry me for now,
the memories of days gone past,
will shift the darker clouds.

Occupied by tasks at hand,
I refuse to see the pain,
I somehow know inside of me,
that love will come again.

It's still,
It's calm,
It's quiet,
the loneliness abounds,
the dreams, once unattainable,
are making distant sounds.

Though love is lost,
like morning frost,
the dew will still remain,
somewhere in the sun one day,
... love will come again.

At first it was so perfect,
... I seem to recall,
the kiss,
the hug,
the circumstance,
we should have had it all.

We lost that love...
we cannot have it back,
it now is very plain,
in tomorrow, past this sorrow,
... love will come again.

So I go, to further know,
the reasons I am here,
while in my soul,
I really know,
the reasons won't be clear.

In my mind, I build defenses,
and try to wash my stains,
I want my house it's cleanest,
for when love shows up again.

My attitudes seem mis -aligned,
but, I'm not sure just how,
It's not her love,
her grace,
or face,
that mystifies me now.

Instead I feel the absence,
... of her hair,
... her smell,
... her name,
while telling myself constantly,
... that love will come again.

I am not sure, but I just know it,
... call it intuition,
or a foolish dream,
... a silly scheme,
but, I will fulfill my mission.

It may not understand me,
and perhaps I can't explain,
but, somewhere here,
inside my sphere,
... I know that love will come again.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011


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