Moments Of Unrequited Love

by Mark   Aug 29, 2017

All seems different in our abode
The air boreal, denser
Creaking boards moan louder with every uncertain step.
Natural laws are cast aside as space dimishes within the room.

This dispassion emminates from you
Folded arms and shore-gazing
Solemn glares fishing in the sea
Awaiting responses from the oceanic breezes
Borrowing salty Scent's to deter the void
What answers can be found in nature when all is hollow inside.

Is my presence no longer enough
Have you reached the impervious state to the energetic fields of my warmth.
Still and unmoved by cultivated memories
Reeling behind my soft watery pupils.

If you must dream
Envisage my life force painted across the sky
Drawn by a mystic brush
Of burgundy-purple and gold splashes
Stroke by stroke in harmonic rhythm
Of the flowing streams of my emotions
Behold then a liking to your face.

Return, oh return to the sanctuary of our unity
Away from your empty disposition
Leave this labyrinth of doubt
Hasten towards the light
Immerse yourself again and rescue this heart from unrequited love.


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  • 2 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    "What answers can be found in nature when all is hollow inside." - Yikes, what a perfect line... this really blew me away.

    Your word use in this piece is on point, getting your point across while also painting a beautifully tragic picture of a once impassioned romance weakened over time into one-sided love. The first verse really had me envisioning a sort of dark, gothic scene -- it really was a sort lucid imagery as I'd get from a book.

    I enjoyed this piece, great work.

  • 2 years ago

    by Em

    I have no words!!

    • 2 years ago

      by Mark

      Thanks Em :')

  • 2 years ago

    by Ren

    Wow! Amazing write. Well done!

  • 2 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Glad to see this one nominated. Excellent work indeed.

    All the very best,


    • 2 years ago

      by Mark

      Thankyou kind poets

  • 2 years ago

    by Brenda

    Mark, I just loved this. I think all of us have been in this situation. One has checked out and the other silently pleading for one more chance. Beautifully done -

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