Poem -
To Whom It May Concern
-Blank Address-
Like 3 Pin it 1Blue ink spilled onto pages with hopes unknownÂ
In your pages my soul has been set free
This baby blue notebook hides a deep stromÂ
Painful memories are hidden in those sheetsÂ
Analyzing what made me who I am becoming
With pride I look upon my memoirs today
This notebook holds many impossible dreamsÂ
Last night a letter formed from the wanting soulÂ
But the addressee shall not see a word for sureÂ
I spilled for him my only heart and soul
StillâŚÂ his address remains unknown.Â
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Comments
A lost love can be a wonderful muse...even if the person was a total shit (not saying this person was... I am speaking purely from my own experience here đ). Great poem x
He wasn't a bad person, just a complicated one.
I hope you have healed from your unfortunate love.
Love&Hugs,
W.D
"Complicated" certainly has the ability to go at the heart with a hammer and chisel!  I hope you are feeling stronger đ My one was a f**ktard in so many ways. And I have been an idiot for wasting so much of my life on him. I am okay now but the experience is a handy muse. Hence why your poem really spoke to me ... Hugs xx
He is one of the most beautiful people I have ever met but life has be cruel so his heart is guarded.Â
I'm glad you are out of a bad relationship and happier now. It's good that we all have lessons like that so when the love of our life knocks at the door we are ready to love fully and completely.Â
Love&Hugs,
W.D
WOW W.D!!....this is FANTASTIC poetry.....I LOVE the picture and the overall presentation of the poem to.....but it's the word choices and the phrasing created by those choices......the heart of its intent and the STELLAR flow to this that makes it truly SHINE!!.....ALL STARS & PINNED!!.....Great work dear poet sister!!......LOTs of Love!!......smiles......T xo : )
Thank you Tony, you are too kind. I'm glad you like the photograph. I took it myself, its of the candles that I keep light beside my bed when I write or have an off day.Â
Your words mean the world,
W.D