Poem: Forsaken

Feeling cold and fragile,
Lonely and insecured,
Raindrops falling – quietly,
Humming slowly – fervently,
Sparkling brown eyes wide awake,
My breath; meant for who to take?
Where there is empty spaces beside me,
Wondering where will you be?

Moonlight – I can hear
Your tender voice – falling into that embrace.
Feminine’s weakness,
thumping in thunder grace.
Colour of the inner-senses,
Millions of crayon – unable to sketch,
My heart is for you to catch.
Lovers – waltzing,
Midnight Sonata,
Symphony of seduction,
Autumn wind,
Falling leaves of brokeness,
Winter snowbound,
Frozen – Transparent tears,

Where do l belong?
Lead me to your place.
Lost in a forsaken crowd,
lnvisible and untouchable,
Self-declaration of love l owed,
For whom to seal the covenant of secrecy?
Knowing that this love is obscure,
For this affection ends without a cure.

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2 thoughts on “Poem: Forsaken

  1. Hari Qhuang August 15, 2013 at 5:32 pm Reply

    When I read this poem, I imagined that it was spoken by the female character in Les Miserables (the one who sings “On My Own” under the rain), so sad and heart-breaking…

    • Deborah Wong August 15, 2013 at 9:33 pm Reply

      Great imagination you have there. Thanks for the comment. I’ve yet to read the novel. 🙂

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