The Eccentric poet
The Eccentric poet
May 09, 2018

Love Pains

The cool midnight air drifts in through the window,
As I wake to soundless dark.
Beside no one,
With no one,
Alone in the night.
Yet my heart races,
And sweat blooms on my brow.
With him in my heart and mind,
All I can think of is....
Him.

Him who in phantom form haunts my sleep.
Him who causes my body to react,
With loss of words,
Loss of appetite,
Almost loss of sanity.

I fear I suffer from the sickness,
The warmth that touches you deep inside.
The eternal illness,
Suffered by everyone,
Yet I am alone.

No one to be with,
No one to love or link with.
I am lonely,
I am sick.
I am sick of the feeling you get,
But cannot accept.
The warmth,
The passion,
The physical attraction,
Between two people.
But I am only one.
In love with a man,
who does not know,
how I feel for him.

I rest my head against the pillow,
And slowly close my eyes,
There, in the dark I see him,
Standing there arms wide!
But as my eyes open,
The image of him disappears.

Slowly lights trickles through the gaps in the curtain,
And I slowly open my eyes,
To realise,
I've spent another night,
Without being loved, held or kissed,
By that man,
Who in my arms,
To my heart I do embrace him.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: I really would like some feedback on my poem. I was very emotional when i wrote it.

Review Request Direction: What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Lichfield UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Oscar Wilde

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Comments

themoonman

Great content, wraps us all in an emotional
sweep or most anyway.

What I'd do with it is cut it down. Start removing
what you can, anything redundant, any repetitive
words that become redundant or lose the power.

Make sure your theme begins and ends where
you want ...

thanks for posting with us