About the Poem
This poem was written during the last week before Valentine's Day 1999. This is the first poem I have ever written. It was written because there was no other way I could express my heartache. February 14th used to be a time of joy and love for me, until the love of my life for seven years left me last year.
It's almost one year now, yet I still could not find the peace in my heart that I yearn for. Memories of the past keep haunting me, especially during times when our love meant the most. I see memories of us together in every little thing that I come across. Birthdays, anniversaries, holidays, places, couples holding hands, lovers whispering sweet nothings to and fro, are just some of the events that evoke strong feelings of deja vu in me.
I will never forget nor will I be able to fully let go of these bittersweet memories. It will always occupy a special place in my life. I am not angry with her, just disappointed and sad. Meantime, I am always putting on a mask of happiness in front of friends and family, so much so that I feel tired and pretentious. I still hurt inside, but much less now than before, and I hope to learn to love and be loved again.
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Of Broken Love And Memories
|by White Rose|
Memories are all that remains,
Of a perfect love gone wrong,
Memories of your warm smile,
Of your soft loving caresses,
And your sweet tender kisses,
Memories so bitter yet so sweet,
Where my lips curl into a smile,
Yet the joy never to reach my eyes,
As unbidden tears streak down,
Memories of a classic love story,
That ended on a rain soaked day,
As if the sky saw and empathized,
And weeped along with my heart,
Moments we had spent together,
Will live and last forever,
As unforgettable memories,
To be played over and over,
Memories are all that I have left,
Of a love that once burned bright,
Now masked, dimmed and dying,
But it is in this eternal moment,
That I love you the most,
But it is too late to turn back now,
For we have taken a one way road,
To memories and might have beens,
And used up all our given chances,
So now, while I hurt and ache,
I will also pray, hope and wait,
For a gentle and loving heart,
To heal and revive this love broken soul,
And give a new home to this orphaned heart......