i told her to wait
wait, i said
and there she stood waiting
but i never came
did she count all the promises i made
that i never kept?
so many people abused her soul
her heart was torn
and for me she tried once more
i wouldn’t do that, i said
and she trusted me
and when she trusted me
she looked at me
then i looked away
the sound of my footsteps
grew weaker
the sound of blood dripping from her heart
that i cut and then bled
grew even stronger
i’ve never wanted to play angel
but even to hold her with my human hands
i failed
i don’t want her to forgive me
just hate me, curse me then forget me
where is she now
has she stopped waiting
has she stopped blaming herself
and begun to love herself again
i told her to wait
but i never came
Hmm… I was wondering..Who was that girl, darling?
Very Nice.. However it’s very very sad.. Why did he/she made left her hanging; is the question? What drove the lack of compassion and selfishness?
@hyder: i don’t know hyder, i am not the ‘I’ in the poem. I will never really know.
@munyukmentel: one thing for sure is that I is not me.
if u want smbody waits for u, u have to be there to make ur promise…
So touching ..
I kept reading word after word to see what will happen and what will she do ..
But I found that u don’t know too just like me Plus u r standing on the ignorance Island and not moving an inch..
I’m asking myself why ..??
If we want to save someone really, we have to take a real step without hurting anyone and without breaking any walls,
An advice, A push into the optimistic life ..
Really anything would help ,, all that for this poor soul’s sake .
thanks for feeling the words and ‘her’, sleepingspirit
Left me thinking for quite sometime, I would have missed class too LOL
I feel the “I” had tried to help her, but unintentionally pushed her deeper in to a chasm. Sometimes when you try to help troubled souls, your every breath counts coz they embrace you with all heart, willing to trust you more than themselves, so a small misstep can be a deep wound in their hearts. If you don’t tread carefully, how good intended you are, still you can do bad.
This is a nice poem, left me thinking and is keeping me thinking still. Poetry is beautiful coz we like to see ourselves in them.
Are u Arabian PutriAila ?
@ fallenelegy: i like how you empathize for ‘I’. You are right. ‘I’ probably did come to her life for a reason, not to stay in her life forever, but to drop by some life lesson for her to learn.
@ sleepingspirit: yes i am. but i don’t speak arabic (yet), otherwise I’d love to read your arabic poems too
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This was very sad…I felt this young woman’s heartbreak. You evoked very strong emotions — great write!
Evocative piece. Nicely done.
Nicely done. Like this one.
Liked this a lot.
Thanks for the link. 