Hey, Where Is My Heart?

by Meme   Jun 25, 2012


I might be a bit forgetful;
but I am sure I gave it to
you just before I bid you
that bitter farewell.

It feels so quiet inside of me now
just like an abandoned house,
with no traces of life, only the
echos of what remains of it.

Where were you all these past
yesterdays? I cant remember
the last time I saw you, and still
I cant find you anywhere.

Perhaps I gave it to you that day,
and perhaps you stole it away from
me in the haze of that moment. But
what good will it do you now?

Was it only a pacemaker to keep
you wandering for a new one?
Or was it a lost one that found
in you its permanent home?

I survived a train of silent
winters but I don't think I
still have the strength to wait
for your late autumn to show.

I'm sure you displaced quite many
already so please just remember
to pass by and return mine on your
way home.

I will stand there, waiting at the
corner of the street, for you to
show up and return back what I
once used to call .. my heart.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Lioness

    Meme,

    The metaphors in this poem are so friggin brilliant. The images are amazing. I love what you have written.

    Sometimes it can be so difficult when someone takes away our heart, our love and our emotions and we don't know how to get it back. I think one way of getting it back is closure but that doesn't guarantee that we will be able to ever love again, or know how to.

    An awesome write hun, I loved the second stanza. It was my fav!

    x

  • 13 years ago

    by Mohan

    I will stand there, waiting at the
    corner of the street, for you to
    show up and return back what I
    once used to call .. my heart.
    i like this lines good poem

  • 13 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    "I'm sure you displaced quiet many
    already"
    - Should "quiet" be "quite"? Not sure, just a suggestion, maybe I misread it.

    Meme, this was such a beautiful and absolutely tragic write. I felt like through every line, there was a part of you openly struggling, openly bleeding, and especially when you asked those questions, it just brought on the emotions. My favorite, and most memorable to me, phrase was the "train of silent winters"- I just loved that, it was so prosaic! And then, how you will not wait anymore through those long winters, for him to arrive, his "late autumn".

    The ending was where I saw that last hope, that last plea....that on the corner of that street you'll spend a great deal of time lingering still.....just to have your heart back, or what you used to call it.

    The flow of your words were so touching and with each new stanza, it just pulled me in. Such a heartbreaking write, that loneliness obscures so much, where it seems you are lost in that farewell.

    Brilliantly expressed, really moved by this, thanks for sharing :]

  • 13 years ago

    by Steven Beesley

    "you just before I bed you
    that bitter farewell."

    ^typo, should be bid.

    The resounding isolation and loneliness is so evident and felt through the various stanzas, as is the longing and hope that you may see the loved one again.

    Beautifully penned.

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