I met an old man
he ought to know
and he said,
"If you love her let her go."
You tell me, old man
to let her go.
Show me how
and I'll show you
furrows of joy.
Instead glands of sorrow
in awesome piles
of desperation
gather in vacant eyes.
I'll show you
taut gut clenched
in paroxysm of fear.
Stubble chinned booze
ticks time quicker
but stubborn cerebral lobe
is slow to join
in the rout;
instead - remembers.
Her golden gossamer threads
out and out, float in space
bind me secure
but a single snip
at her whim or will
severs me to
orbit as if unhinged
from this globe.
Just a raft beneath me
in screaming, rushing silence.
But she is here;
in her scent of neck hair
nose buried deep
safe to quell the sheer
gut twisting fear.
Such a loveliest verse to describe this love, the spirit wants to, but the flesh is too weak, I would say., Adrian. Well worded, and a fascinating read altogether. Congratulations on being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hurray and God´s Blessings in Abundance, Amen.
THe best poem I have read in weeks. You are the real deal. I am putting this on my fav list, you on my fav list, and showering this with thousands of 10's!
" stubborn cerebral lobe " … it is easy to say, "if you love her, let her go"… but Love does not heed this advice… Gossamer memories linger.. wonderful poem on love and separation!
Dear Adrian, A CLASSIC poem resonates perpetually, so true, that's why I add this now to MyPoemList, thank you so much for having created this Classic (in my very eyes, sure!) poem, Adrian, I so admired the words in this Immortal poem. Thank you so much that I have known you through PoemHunter. God's Blessings in Abundance.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful piece of poetry nicely brought forth from the heart. Thanks for sharing, Adrian.
A beautiful poem is well executed. Thanks and congratulation for being selected this poem as the member poem of the poem of day
Wow, emotions intertwined in verse after verse, a very beautiful poem! ! Congratulations for worthy poem of the day!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
seized I the dream let the passion go out too far the blue shining morn comes as the new born dew as grasshopper on the grassy leaves and humming on my ear - seize not, grip not beauty born for free will come with ring knot combine you with happy! /// lovely loving poem
Thanks for your comment, Mahtab