Depressed 1
Depressed 1
Mar 22, 2023

Forever Blind

Once a man of jovial heart,

Now a shadow of his former part,

His eyes devoid of any light,

A love unrequited, a constant blight

He wanders through the gloomy streets,

His heart weighed down by love's defeats,

The wind howls a mournful tune,

As he stumbles through the dark of noon

His mind is haunted by her face,

A beauty he cannot replace,

Her image burns within his soul,

A flame that flickers, never whole

He dreams of her with every breath,

A yearning deep, a love, a death,

For what is life without her love,

A void, darkness, a mourning dove

His heart beats on, a futile thump,

A heart that longs to break the slump,

But love, the cruel and fickle queen,

Denies him peace, a heart unseen

And so he walks, a shadow still,

A broken heart, a loveless will,

A man who's lost his heart and mind,

In love's cruel game, forever blind

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

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Region, Country: Southwest United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe

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Comments

Candlewitch

I usually find that poems where every line rhymes become monotonous but, you have done rather well with it! you have related your message very well. the language use is excellent and carries the reader through to a well defined conclusion. I like your title.

*hugs, Cat