Rust Poem by Rachel Henley

Rust



Your name is lost on my lips.
Thoughts of you, written from my finger tips.
Your existence seems to be nothing to me.
To those who know me well.
But without your existence.
I am living in a mortal hell.
The look in your eyes, is all I see.
Whenever I close mine.
Your arms reach out in my head.
Pulling me close to you, each and everytime.
I know we ain't spoke in so long,
but I haven't been the same, since you were gone.
Your existance is far from forgotten,
our memories have not gathered dust,
Despite you leaving me.
And leaving my heart to rust.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sara Betru 27 May 2015

Its sad but simply beautiful

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Stefanie Fontker 07 October 2011

Your skill seems to improve everyday. You have a real talent, you're going to be big someday. Lovely writing, as always.

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Vipins Puthooran 07 October 2011

I like this poem... It's so wonderfully written... The transition of words is simple and excellent...good poem

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Matthew Rousseau 07 October 2011

I liked this poem so much. I think that sometime the defining quality in poems is the ending, and this was great.

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