Saturday, May 8, 2010

Fade Away

memories are all that is left now
carefully sorted and stored
in a satin lined box, pieces of my life

your love letters
your sweet smile
and your dark blue eyes

all reside there
wrapped in pale pink ribbons
pictures so old that they have faded

all of this I treasure next to my heart
late at night I wander over you in my mind
tears want to fall and do

my soul so wounded that last day
I know I must pack this box away
far from my sight but I have no will

no will to go on, no will to forget your kiss
to forget the love we had that was perfection
I am helpless to its power over me

so weary that I would sleep
sleep deeply as not to wake
floating on my dreams
and like the pictures of you, fade away


flaubert said...

This is so sorrowful and beautiful.

Robin said...

Oh...this is so, so heart wrenching, but also beautiful.

irene said...

Very soulful read.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

Much thanks for your comments Pamela. I am glad you liked it.


Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thank you Robin for reading my poem. I am glad you liked it.


Cassiopeia Rises said...

Irene, thanks for your kind comments.
Happy you liked it.


Paul Oakley said...

I love the image of the satin-lined box of memories. Nice!

angie said...

lovely, heart-wrenching images.
wonderful piece!

nithin said...

Every one keeps that satin lined box of memories...thanks for making me to discover it.. :)