hesitation,
left me destitute
hesitation,
left all alone to bare
hesitation,
left me in tears and pain
hesitation,
left now that my love has wained
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22 comments:
Hesitation, one of the greatest enemy that prevents us from reaching our destiny.
Great write.
SPK, thanks for stopping by and for your comments, I really value any critique.
Melanie
All that is left is the hesitation without the crying since the love has wained.
Or is it?
..
Last night I saw the movie YES MAN - it can work both ways.
Last line really ties this together. Well done.
So hesitation is gone with love? To be bold enough to leave the hesitation behind before its too late.
heavens...this poem is so honest...
hesitation can hold up your life.
sad hesitation...:)
read my mind? as if you did!
Melanie this is really true, as i often find myself feeling like this!
Hesitation can create such regret...you've expressed this in a beautiful way.
Sweet Jim, how clever you are. You are right. The love of which I speak is the forever kind. Although it is gone from me, I still hold it tight. I have nothing else.
Melanie
not for me my friend. I thank you for reading my poem and I am glad it caused us all to think.
Melanie
Robin, thanks for stopping by and I am glad you liked my poem. Yes the last line ties it all together.
Melanie
LB, you are too clever for me. You see right through me. Love is a fickle thing. Sometimes it is given but not returned.
Melanie
Mia, one who is honest is one who lives life in pain or happiness. Thanks for stopping by. Love your site.
Melanie
Amity, I am sure that I am much older then you. I have been married for 34 years. Somewhere along year 26, my heart died. One must either move on or remain. I remain.
Melanie
SITG, yes I have made my peace with my life. Thank you so much for stopping.
Melanie
Lots to think about in this lovely and yearning piece!
ohhh i loved the passion you brought across each letter, each word....emptiness filled as if reading a story, and the flutter of a page turned brought life back...im a sucker for breathing...
sad but all too real, you express that realism very well
Sad words...he who hesitates is lost or is that she...
Brutally honest. Heartbreaking. It seems that you have lost fear too.
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