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Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Alone In Her Dreams: A Poem Of Love Unknown


Alone in Her Dreams: 
A Poem Of love Unknown

Silently she sleeps alone in her dreams,
is it here I exist or am I a myth?
Illusions are real as I lay by her side
yet tonight I felt lost, those fires have died.
The room where we loved no longer feels warm,
our once flowering bed now ravaged by thorns,
my head lays in nettles my limbs upon weeds
and still she sleeps alone in her dreams.
                           
I watch her breathe, she murmurs she moans,
there are two in this bed but one is alone.
Her mind is her secret kept hidden from me,
her words are like legends in stories she weaves,
but words are not spoken when love is not real,
truths are kept secret and never revealed.
A tear gently forms to run down my cheek
yet still she sleeps alone in her dreams.

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image courtesy creative commons http://www.flickr.com/photos/sharynmorrow/

44 comments:

Jingle said...

awesome,
you are rather speedy in writing a new poem.
lovely image.

Claudia said...

One of the most sad things I can think of - being together - but still alone..
And Pete - you have captured this sad feeling so well - the mood and the loneliness..and everything that goes with it..
Claudia

Caty said...

This was wonderful (and sad). It's bad to feel lonely when you are alone; it's a bit worse to feel lonely even when you are not. great portrayal of emotion.

Brian Miller said...

alone in her dreams...sad for both...hey great day today at One Shot Wednesday! we had some amazing talent again!

lestismitethee said...

A sad poem but beautifully done!

signed...bkm said...

this is a great piece and sure most everyone has felt that way at one time or another...you capture that alone feeling well here...bkm

desk49 said...

Darken dreams are her dreams
for her to dream and moan
Still the one who is beside her
is the one she left alone

Pastor Bill said...

I appreciate that you explore even the harder side of life and relationships in your writing. Well written. - Bill

Amanda said...

I loved it even though I found it sad:) You have so much talent and thanks for sharing:)

Tony Single said...

When the love has died, the hardest place to be can be by their side. Yes. :(

artswebshow said...

Anothr excellent poem from you.
I hear the passion in the words

artswebshow said...

Anothr excellent poem from you.
I hear the passion in the words

sheri said...

i don't want to come across as bias but it seems that the feelings you have recorded so beautifully are usually the ones that a woman would say! not that there aren't a terrible amount of guys who go through this...it is incredibly refreshing to hear the pain that a man feels when the love is gone. this is an excellent write, peter!

riikainfinityy.com said...

:) interesting and touching, I love it, emotions that flow within this poem, it is truly amazing, thank for sharing=D

hoiden said...

wow...i love the weave of emotions

everwondrinsoul said...

so true that sometimes you can be right next to someone and not feel or receive any recognition you exist from them...loved how this poem sounds when read aloud and thought it really flowed well. thank you for sharing :)

joanny said...

Dreams -- our hidden world, can sweetly inspire, be frightening, haunting, or "yesterday bit of undigested meat" from scrooge...

In the end it is our own private world.

Beautiful moment even in its loneliness it is still divine.

Joanny

soundoffreedom said...

beautiful on every level even with the sad undertone..I admire that he cares enough to wonder..my own husband has become well aware that my other world is what actually keeps me sane in this one!

Wild Rose said...

Oh so nicely written Pete and don't you just hate the unknown love. All those secrets with you wondering what she's thinking or if she ever envisions you..The fires now feel like ice. Very sad but i felt you there.

Wild Rose~

jessicasjapes said...

So sad to read, I can feel your lonliness. Nice use of imagery with thorns and roses etc. glad I found you on Jingles Rally!

Luke Prater said...

Nice stuff Pete, great poem. And the Blog's looking flash! Cheers for the visit, too.

Warmest salad

Luke

Mory said...

fantastic.this sound to me like a dramatic monologue. a sad tale of lost love. i specially liked the flow of imagery in this poem.

Claudia said...

Hi again Pete!
I'm glad you managed to link up at my blog - and I feel exceedingly honored!
..and I had to read your fantastic poem again - now that I'm already here...

Have a lovely evening!
Claudia

heartspell said...

Beautiful poem about love...I hope she draws him into her dreams very soon...I hate to see him cry. Well done. Heartspell

Pete Marshall said...

hi to you all and a big thankyou for commenting on this poem...cheers Pete

william said...

pete that was beautiful, u are very talented :)

alan said...

this is sad but well done, together but so far apart, the worst kind of lonliness, wow, you are good!!thanks
alan

JamieDedes said...

Tears! You have ravaged my poor heart, Pete. Oh my, shows you have poemed true. Well structured, well considered, finely tuned. Wonderful. Thank you!

evangelinehannah said...

Wow, this is fantastic! "Our once flowering bed now ravaged by thorns" Love it!

deadpoet88 said...

So beautifully written, and it is such a sad sentiment you've written about. I really love it.

My favorite line is:
"There are two in this bed but one is alone"

Tim Keeton said...

I watch her breathe she murmurs she moans
There are two in this bed but one is alone


Wow, sad, Pete. Good work, though.

Thanks for visiting my site as well.

Cheers mate!

Rhyme on!

Tim Keeton
(Undead)Poet / Wizard / Teller-of-tales

reedssss said...

lovely n nice poem go on with the same spirit

frayedges said...

I like this one Pete. It is beautifully crafted.

Pete Marshall said...

hi all i seemed to have overlooked the wonderful comments on this piece..thanks all Pete

Claudia said...

reading this for the third time now...wow back in july - almost a year ago - can't believe how things have changed - a sad but beautiful poem pete. you are good with expressing emotions

bumfuzzled said...

layered. after reading several times, first time got caught up in scanning with fingers your neat almost but not quite meter :)

like the others, I read the saddness. . .but then, hidden within, feelings begin. . .

a simplicity. who hasn't lay awake and pondered as the other lays sleeping peaefully? great job, pete!

Monty

Brian Miller said...

nice...thanks for linking in brother...and love to watch he sleep and breathe...

Kerry O'Connor said...

"my head lays in nettles my limbs upon weeds
and still she sleeps alone in her dreams..."

What an image of love's demise!

Excellent work, with perfect meter that never detracts from the subtlety of words and image.

Hope said...

wow!
'our once flowering bed now ravaged by thorns'

got me right in the heart with this line.

love it!

Andy said...

I find this quite sad.

You captured together, but alone beautifully.

Splendid!

repressedsoul said...

Know I've read this one before but how come I didn't comment? Oh well..Pete, a sad take on how love dies, captured the feeling in your lines perfectly. Still living in hope ;)

Victoria said...

This left me feeling so sad, Pete. There are moments when we do feel our aloneness and when we question the illusions/myths we create. But hopefully we find the answers with the one we love.

Helena said...

Indeed it is sad, but a beautiful write!

alivealways said...

Beautifully written, illustrating the expression of "longing"