For all the heartbroken souls, for all the beings who cherish life and its little things....
For everyone who has fallen in love - truly, and deeply...

A poem for the heartbroken to rejoice in the pain and to know that there are many alike in this little blue planet...
A poem for the ones that find the tiniest things in life to be the greatest happiness ever...

This is my gift to you all - Poemheart

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Empty room


There was a window and a door
I was looking out of the window
you came through the door
into my empty room
filled only with cobwebs and a broom


You brought a lamp with you
into my room dark and blue
I saw you through your light
my eyes had never gazed upon such sight
gleaming and gorgeous ever so bright
everything just felt so right


I was quick to kindle the lamp
failed to see it was just boot camp
which you’d fold up and leave
leaving me darkness and grieve
the light that filled the space is no more
this room is empty with window and door


The promises we made
into time will fade
but the memories will last
till out of this life I am cast


I stare out of the window again
you’re in a castle of someone else’s domain
the tears drop on the window sill 
chilly wind, feelingless I feel no chill


You castle with strong walls and beams
will be far away from my agonizing screams
but to find comfort over a warm fire
my door is still open if you desire
 



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