Irah Johnson

Window Pane - Poem by Irah Johnson

I waited for you like an old woman looking through her window pane,
It made me wonder about love…about why I thought it was real,
It made me realize why I gave up everything just to make you happy when I wasn’t,
But still I loved you everyday,
Every moment,
Every hour of my life,
It’s a sad restless dream to make somebody love you,
To make someone return to you,
The very sorrow in my head, the very sadness in my heart thrives for you,
But never in the day,
The moment or even the hour of my life can you consider,
For you are like the toughest stone I cannot break through yet alone cannot grasp,
Outside it’s only the gray skies of tomorrow I see,
A blue me through the window again I see,
I know I wait forever,
I know that I wait as the seasons past,
I know I wait just for you,
You left me by the window,
You left me with a promise you never kept,
But still I love you,
With a broken heart,
With nothing in return,
Without you ever being there,
I guess nothing could ever bring you back or change the gray skies of tomorrow,
I turned away from the window and whispered to myself how much I want to forget you,
How much I never want to see a blue me through the window again,
How much I did not want to be that old woman whose voice pained me with her madness,
How much I wanted my mother to stop looking through the window pane.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 8, 2006

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