poet Darnell Callwood

Darnell Callwood

Missing You

She was beautiful in each and every way,
I took her love for granted thinking she would always stay,
I spend my days thinking of the past,
My evenings longing for her touch
And my nights dreaming of her silhouette of perfection,
My ignorance made me believe I did not care,
But now I wait until that day,
For her melodic voice I once again do hear,
It’s not until that love is gone,
That u realize its true,
I now live in darkness,
Blinded by the many,
But I’ve replaced my eyes with my heart and all I see is you,
I go back to the places we’ve been,
And it feels like your still there,
Living through that moment in time,
Wishing that u were here,
It would have been better to have met u in my dreams,
For now I wake and reach for your hands that are no longer there,
Never was she amused by the pleasures of this world,
Stood out through quiet confidence and humility,
Yet her head held high like she was royalty,
The Queen of my heart,
Duchess of my dreams,
And the Princess of my reality,
I am lost in the thought of holding you,
And are passionate kisses that caused time to stop,
But love begins with a smile,
Grows with a kiss,
And unfortunately it ends with a teardrop……..

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 15, 2009

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Comments about Missing You by Darnell Callwood

  • Lakeia (5/6/2020 1:23:00 AM)

    Hi Darnell, this poem truly speaks to me. I can relate every line to my life.. this poem is everything right now. Makes me feel at “home” with a certain ex love of mine.. the memories is all that I carry now. that poem is Beautiful.

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  • Danny H (9/15/2009 9:26:00 PM)

    the last two lines are so beautiful
    this has so much emotion and regret!

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