Treasure Island

Bernard Snyder

(11-07-1959 / Savannah Ga.)

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'Without You'


The love songs I used to sing for you
now just seem like shattered words,
the white doves that followed us along the beaches
now seem like ordinary birds,
the sunshine doesn't seem as bright anymore
the moonlight seem to have lost it's glow,
the ocean I once thought was so smooth and romantic
now has an unusual flow,
the raindrops we used to listen to
no longer has that pleasant tone,
nothing seems to be what it used to
since you've been gone,
I've tried everything I could think of
but nothing's the same without you
I just want to enjoy the beautiful things in life again
the way you and I once used to.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012

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  • Rekha Mandagere (8/1/2013 2:47:00 PM)

    Lovely poem. I enjoyed the diction and the rhythm of the poem. The theme, ' How beautiful life can be if we are there for each other: -) is silently moving in the background of natural landscape'. (Report) Reply

  • Jack Growden (8/1/2013 5:30:00 AM)

    PLEASE READ MY COLLECTION! ! ! I am a young, aspiring poet. Please feel free to rate them and comment your thoughts. Thanks, Jack Growden (Report) Reply

  • Dineo Tladi (8/2/2012 6:54:00 AM)

    Wow....... Love realy plays a big role in our lives n wen its lost most thingz jst stand still, some of them even loose their worth.... #I like (Report) Reply

  • Faith Pfumbidza (8/1/2012 10:25:00 AM)

    love always heads in a different direction we want to take and the hurtful part is that it always leave us hurting as we meet those things that we always used to see when we used to enjoy it thus 'the raindropp we used to listen, no longer have that pleasant tone.' (Report) Reply

  • Angela Wybrow (11/3/2011 1:20:00 PM)

    I love poems, which explore our deep feelings! This is really nice! I love poems which ryhme to! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (10/11/2011 6:28:00 AM)

    When the sun goes cold, it freezing all living...and life, so in heart....
    Beautiful nature is your heart when bear all love like all surrounding
    But when you losing...saying 'Without you' a missing, losing the one
    missing curse to miss someone..and poetry will tears again
    like you write...it use blood in your heart
    Nice write Bernard :) So gently smash the feeling :)
    _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

  • Stefanie Fontker (10/4/2011 4:45:00 PM)

    I love the opening lines, you can really drag readers in with them. Words of despair have never seemed so lovely, my friend. (Report) Reply

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