Poem-The Sun and The Storm
Once I loved The Sun
and once I loved The Storm.
The Sun, he came to me,
when I was barely 14
and his light guided me
as I grew up.
The sky in his eyes
to my surprise,
led me to love him.
But when I was barely 18
the light began to dim
and he disappeared
like dust on a summer wind.
And in my sorrow
I did not want
To forget
him or the years
that I had loved him.
But I became bitter
and refused
in my constant sorrow
to let anyone in.
As the years passed by
a few pretty birds
seemed to catch my eye.
But I refused to love any
with the sky in their eyes.
I locked away
the softer side of me.
That had been opened
by the love he gave me.
And I thought
it would remain
placed there forever.
For there was now no key.
But with a flash
like lightning
He came.
The Storm.
So different and frightening.
With eyes like coal,
glaring against his pale face,
darkness and whipping winds.
There was no light,
nor sky
like The Sun that had gone.
And my heart
for some reason
opened to the tempest
that had come.
Wild and untamable.
The mark he left
seared into my soul.
Sits there still.
A love,
so different,
than The Sun.
But it didn’t last,
and in time
he faded away,
settled into the sea.
And I accepted
that was how
it was meant to be.
Once I loved,
The Sun with the sky
set in his eyes.
Once I loved
The Storm,
dark and wild as can be
with a soul like the sea.
But neither,
could love me.
I was only a page
in their complex stories.
But they were seared
in my hearts’ memories.
Fond recollections
of the past.
And while they did not last.
I do not think
two such souls
will ever again
cross my path.
Last edited by Cecilia1279 : 17-08-2016 at 09:14 PM.
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