A Lover’s Agony – Poetry Collaboration with Winnie

Hi Everybody! This next poem is a collaboration I did with Winnie from Musings. It’s a story about a lover’s agony. I start the dialogue as the first lover, and then she replies in italics as the other. . . I hope you enjoy. . .

a lover's agony
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“A Lover’s Agony”

As I laid down in bed, I closed my eyes.
I drifted to sleep thinking about you.
The girl that I used to know from my past. . .
And I wonder. . . Do you think of me, too?

”I woke up in the wee hours of the morning
Restless in my sleep 
Beddings and pillows strewn across the floor
Thoughts of you invaded my mind
For your visage, I wish to espy in a flash”

I left you, my dear, in a foreign land.
And with you I left my heart, mind and soul.
Tell me, do you miss laying hand-in-hand?
Without you, dear, I’ve never been whole.

“How long can I carry this unbearable ache?
A sudden deep yearning rendering me helpless
Which I tried to repudiate in my waking state
But my willful heart’s a traitor”

It pains me to think of how I can’t go back.
My cowardice preventing me in telling you there’s never going to be us.
My amour, I found someone who filled the void you left.
I owe it to you, to tell the truth, but I don’t know where to start…

© Winnie, Musings & Joey Who? and WritingWithStrangers, 2019, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Loneliness is a Gateway | Poetry Collaboration with Sakshi

Sometimes loneliness is a gateway. . .

Fellow poets, this is a collaboration I did with the blog “I Refuse to Give Up” by Sakshi and my blog, “Writing with Strangers.” This was my first collaboration. I hope you enjoy. . .

Sakshi: Italics
Me: Non Italics

Loneliness is a Gateway
Source of Image: Pinterest

Amidst the hustle bustle

Of those crowded streets

A million smiles

Guffaws and squeals

Alone but not lone

On streets and at home

Just a feeling that I feel

Hoping it will heal. . .

The gurgling water stream

Bringing a sense of calm 

But heart still yearns

For its soul’s balm

I feel at home in nature,

the earth gives me nurture.

Is it wrong to feel more okay

when people are away?

Peace is achieved

When quiesce is embraced 

Maybe loneliness 

Is a gateway.

© Sakshi Gangwani & Joey Blue/writingwithstrangers.com, 2019, except where noted. All rights reserved.