The Art of Longing

Dead Rose

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Sometimes you pine for what you’ve never had,
Sometimes you pine for what you’ve lost,
And cry rivers for unrequited love,
When you’ve lost more than what it cost.

Yet never do you learn to appreciate,
The wildflowers peeking through the cracks,
When red roses wilt, wither, and die, you mourn,
Though wildflowers strive to brighten up the track.

These roads leading to the walls of your heart
Can be tread by a select few,
Yet you never care to take the path,
Of one whose heart beats just for you.

And then you say there is no one in this world,
Who can stand by your side for life.
For the ones you would follow to the end,
Are the ones who left in the midst of strife.

So you pine for what you’ve never had,
You pine for what you’ve lost,
And continues this vicious mess,
Where you gain nothing more than loss.

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34 thoughts on “The Art of Longing”

  1. I love the way you’ve given this a sense of continuity and flow. The message you deliver is clear and your tone is communicative without neglecting the emotional content of this piece. The rhythm could perhaps use a little looking at? But I like it overall, great job 🙂

  2. I say this every time I read your work–but I’ll say it again–you, my friend, are so talented. You blow me away with your words.

  3. So true, sometimes things don’t work out the way we would like and deep pain ensues. And other times we don’t even notice the beautiful gifts right under our noses…

    This really touched me. Thanks for sharing.

    Gayle xoxo

  4. ohh noo .. which side sun rose today ?..was it west or north ? .. 😛
    anyway the gud thing is : finally the moth is understanding that there is more to life than flame .. 🙂

  5. This was beautiful. You truly captured how we are always looking for something besides what’s right in front of us.

    Well done!

  6. Whether pining and whining or dining,
    you poor humans are all alike —
    “…can’t get no satisfaction.”
    But that’s okay. I like you that way.

    Stay hungry, dude! Like that Reaper
    chasing the white swan across the page.

  7. I guess it is but human nature to pine for what you cannot and do not have, and not see the things or persons you do have in your life.

    It’s a sad truth, but hopefully, your words can serve as inspiration to make people aware of the love that they have but don’t appreciate.

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