The Wildest Loneliness

Sometimes, it seems that everything
my heart keeps as truth
I take with me
and lock deep inside of I am sorry
as I breathe the air twisted in the places
where I sleep.
Yet, there still exist nights
where there is no bed I can dream in
where I do not hear a melody
that feels naturally sweet.

Often, I stand in the corner
of all I have missed
then find myself walking proudly
beside the wildest loneliness
lying deep inside of
my stubborn heart.
Then suddenly,
my head clears inside of a silence
and I write poems
from the hands of angels
until the wildest loneliness
has to part.

Author's Note

*Alexander Khomenko Photography http://skhomenko.com/?info=genre

Reviews

[Mark]

I've read this several times without knowing how to comment on it. I think mostly because I am a thinker, and this piece goes beyond just thoughts. The imagery and emotions invoked by the words are more important here (IMO) then what the words actually say.

You invoke feelings and images through the words and I have trouble expressing how well you've done with it because I can not use my head to describe my reactions.

I can only say that from where I stand, this piece, accidental or not, has a real genius touch to it.

[Lily Finch]

Yet, there still exist nights
where there is no bed I can dream in
where I do not hear a melody
that feels naturally sweet........... i luv these lines .... very beautiful.. very natural..
thank for sharing this beautiful poem :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Lily :)

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Lily :)

[KAREN]

So beautiful, it's just breathtaking, it leaves me with the feeling of awe!
100/100

[Simbake777]

I love it! The emotion here is so rich, so natural!! Be sure to keep up the good work -- as well as sharing such gorgeous visuals!! :)

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Beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Danielle]

I love the line "I write poems from the hands of angels until the wildest loneliness has to part." A wonderful poem!

[Emerald Seas]

Neva, another beautiful poem. I am quickly becoming a huge fan of your work. You write so eloquently of the same circumstances that I dare not pen, or when I do, it is not nearly grasping the depth to which I want the writing to express.
"Often, I stand in the corner
of all I have missed
then find myself walking proudly
beside the wildest loneliness
lying deep inside of
my stubborn heart. "

Perfect.

[unknown]

I wish I could write. I have been having the worse case of writer's block lately lol.

[Melobldnfr]

I love this Neva! Great last lines as always! Gave me chills. Hats off...

[Arthur Henn]

I can feel the words of your written word Neva... I can see myself fitting right into its flow - Well written.

I have that stubborn heart... and its the writing that flows from me that calms it down...

This poem is medicine for the writer's soul - Thank You!