Were it not for the cold hard telling of
unimaginable truths
I would have stayed in the steady stream
of you holding onto me
In the river ripples of broken promises
Failed attempts and almost theres
I knew I would be in over my head
And yet, you coaxed me from my shore
I knew I was not strong enough a swimmer
And still I waded in
To waters welled deep and murky
You saw my struggle to stay afloat
Yet continued further from my outstretched hand
Unconcerned that currents could carry me away
You barely glanced back
And down, down, down
The drowning of love....
Broken promises! Love and pain. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
You penned the flooding of the mind, body and soul to a love unreciprocated well. I like your writing very much. I'm new here. It's nice to meet you.
Oh amazing comparison, with water..the love.. I enjoyed reading it very much...it sounds so perfect..and the anguish is too deep. Wishes n hugs. Keep writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Haunting. Very nice pace, I could feel the drifting, the fear. Bravo!