Cynthia BuhainBaello

Rookie - 717 Points (November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

A Distant Love


The most ardent love, although sincere
Cannot deny Fate and Destiny,
Those endless nights of lonely tears
Will not bring you here to be with me.

The dreams we had and many plans
Made with much Love and deepest Hope
They drift away like shifting sands
We both despair, in heartache grope.

No ending here, mere thoughts unfold,
Rewinding memories of the past
A love story that cannot be told
And a love too distant... to even last.

Submitted: Monday, August 15, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, November 14, 2012

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  • Rookie - 120 Points Siyabonga A Nxumalo (4/14/2012 8:15:00 PM)

    Im always away from home, i haven't stayed in one place more than two years, its the nature of my job..so for me, i have no choice, long distance love is the only way...although loneliness know me buy name now, we gotta make it work, whatever it takes....i like your poem, especialy bcoz i can relate to it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 171 Points Richard D. Remler (4/13/2012 4:41:00 PM)

    This has a wonderful flow to it. And the rhyme structure is excellent. Sad subject, some of us understand how dark and empty a loneliness can be. Great write. (Report) Reply

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