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Changing Tides

With the changing of seasons our fates stark in contrast
Deep in my heart I wish that we would last
A sweet essence of perfection that I shall never sense again
A heart that is the manifestation of love and zen

Learning to swim without arms has been torture
When I remember us its really hard to endure
A sea of fire flows through my veins
The shattered remnants of my fantasies remain
A heart drawn to a kindred spirit
Perhaps in the next life I shall visit
Uniting with you and merging as one
I shiver and pale without my sun

Strength I must attain as I grow my wings
A sardonic tone echoes as the sirens sing
A tune of sorrow that plays on heartstrings
My crown is crooked, forgotten I am as king
My court struggles to restore me to prominence
Their efforts noble and valorant
However a tinge of pain and regret lingers
I can still feel her touch, her hair running through my fingers

The only one who can make me king
The queen forbidden to enter my country
The Cleopatra to my Julius Caesar

Inner peace is hard to come by
Sometimes I wonder why I try
Love is hard to come by
Other women, in my heart I shall always deny

No one else is worthy of what I offer
No one will treat me with her softness
Who else would extend an arm to me while cutting off their own
She's one in a million, a literal gem

Writing this I have one fear that eats away at me
I fear she might feel pain if she reads this
I refuse to make it difficult, her pain hurts me more
She's as strong as a lioness but still fragile
My feelings are true, but I sheath for her sake
I'm a moth to her flame
But I fear I shall burn

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A poignant reminder of a passing of time. She was truly irreplaceable in your heart. I observed no one deem fit to replace her in your thought. I felt your disheartening moment.
This poem evokes a keen sense of sadness or regret. I feel your emotions, thoughts as it runs in my veins. I'm begining to feel this poem heavily. Your expression of feelings is truly from the heart and soul.

Emotive-, evocative; Longing; heart rendering !

Jerk back to life. Don't be too weary. Stay strong and find a new way of happiness and establish a new relationship. No matter how strong you loved her, her potentials that attracted her to you; there are someone's else somewhere that posseses more than she had. Believe in your self and create a new comfort mind for your self. Don't allow her absent to continue lingering in your thoughts.

I leave you with; Tough time never last but tough people do.
An outstanding and beautifully crafted poem.

"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".

~Jackweb

Thank you for seeing what I was trying to create in its entirety! It made all the tears worth it if fellow artists like yourself can appreciate what I've composed :) Even to this day I still hold her on a pedestal in my mind subconsciously. But I'm trying to let go and move on, it's been hard though.
Also thank you for your kind words and encouragement, it means a lot to me.

Adam Mohammed

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Stay strong, be well soon! I know is not that easy to endure and forget. Love is strong as death! I believe, as you keep writing poetry your happiness is assured.

As you know nothing you can do anymore about her. Establish a new thought for living and that feelings will fizzle out gradually.
It's my pleasure meeting you here. I liked your choice of words. You are a great poet indeed!

"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".

~Jackweb

Love is probably the most intense and lasting emotion a person can experience. I’m trying to get it all out and to try and find my own version of happiness. Maybe one day her and I can be friends…but for now I need to heal

And I appreciate that, you are an artist yourself

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And thank you for your acknowledgement

"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".

~Jackweb

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