DT (3rd January 1956 / LONDON, UK)

Empty Heart...

still walking on my road...
and live alone, without any...
not carrying any thing...
only i had an empty heart...
empty heart which needs to a lover...
and the...
i met you...
and how lovely was that meeting, , ,
a meeting which gaves me a life again...
meeting which gaves to me, my soul again..
meeting which touched me deeply, until the roots...
meeting which made my heart, not empty more....

then i loved you...
and, how lovely pains i had...
i never knew, that a love is like a fire...
never knew, that a farnes is as a suicides...
never felt, how lost i am as now...

and you? ?
did you loved me as i did...
why you not answering me..? ?
afraid you are..? ?
afraid some one how...

please do not be...
and let me know...

oh...
i know now..
you have no answer..
but i got the answer from your selint..

i thought you are a lover to my heart..
but you was not...
thought you were my dreams..
but all that was a dream...

you...
don`t know, how to describe you...
have not any thing to talk...

who can burnd a heart, whom loved...? ?
and kill soul, whom adored...? ?
and cheat..
and lie...
and hurt...
and forgot...

well my lady..
i will tell you briefly...
you was my sufferance..
i loved you..
and i lost my self..
and now become again, , ,
empty heart...

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Comments (6)

Well in my humble opinion David, the once that you've penned in its place bears a family resemblance to the original. Great poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Oh David, how beautifull, sorry you did lose it, however this is amazing how you can recall and RECAPTURE the feel....... That happened to me a few weeks ago, an inspiration I had been working on, and it came together and then click, it was gone, my computer shut down..... Now what I do, I am sure you do too and all out there, is, print a copy of the poem, then after I have accumulated some, I type them into my poetry file, but I save the printed one and transfer it to decorated paper for gifts, ect this way I am never lost with out my poetry... As recapturing the feel is the hard thing as you know as a writter..... Very good... Bonnie Collins
Hi David! This is a great write! I can only imagine how really great it would *10*! ! have been, if you had not Lost It! ! Best regards Friend Thad
Well if you lost it David, I am so sorry, but your rendition of it was a glorious one. A beautiful alternative. You are a good poet and there is nothing sadder than losing such a gift of a poem. I know a community that lost everything in one click. 20,000 writers infact lost that Catastrophic Tuesday and the pain of their loss is a terrible cry from their hearts. All we can do is keep writing and remember to back up. Smiling at you, Tai
That is worth finding David, A really beautiful piece of script, . What a delightful poem with such wonderful words. Excellent. Applause from me. love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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