Talking To Your Picture Poem by David Harris
Talking To Your Picture
Talking to your picture
Every night of everyday
Talking to your picture
Since you went away
I say the things
I’d like to say to you
But its not the same
Its just a picture, not you
Every letter I send you
Returns unopened and unread
That’s why I cry myself to sleep
Each night when I go to bed
Every time I come to see you
I’m told your not in
Won’t you ever see me
So that we can love again
Hi, David: I like this poem better than 'Tempted.' Sorry, but 'Tempted left me rather cold, being an old lady. Yes, I was young - once. I like the sentiment in this poem. Feelings of rejection, loss, sadness. I especially like your ending line because it ties up the rest of the poem. I would leave out the word 'that' and it would make the line flow better. Won’t you ever see me - So we can love again keep writing, I see a budding talent! alicia
Sometime it's better just to say goodbye even if it hurts. Of course this is easier said than done. Excellent poem, Melvina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A poem of Longing and loss well written my friend... david 9