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Haunted Heart: A Poem

Updated on November 09, 2012
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Maybe if I clean this house, it will start to feel like home,


But if I do, it still won’t heal this ghost inside my soul,


Happiness was found in the depths of your steady arms,


Now you breathe inside my lungs with every sleepless turn,


At first, I was intrigued, but you left a bitter aftertaste,


How do you reach inside your heart to find the one that made it whole?


Always prodding, always probing, but without a genuine touch,


More than the gentle wind, you are like an angry storm,


Singing through the thunder of everything from our past,


Every lightning strike screaming lost memories,


I close the curtains and shut my eyes, but you are still there,


Staring into my lonely soul from inside of it,


There’s no escaping you, the first love to make me feel alive.


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      snakeslane 4 years ago from Canada

      So sad Ebower, heartbreak defined. Voted up and awesome. Regards, snakeslane

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      girimybf 4 years ago from bonita, CA

      That was no is beautiful !

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      cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

      great expression, nice, the way you did the feelings expressed in your self.

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      Deborah Brooks Langford 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

      beautiful and sad.. I really love it

      I am sharing on Facebook

      Debbie

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      snakeslane: Thank you! I'm glad this captured and communicated the right emotions. Thanks for voting!

      girimybf: Thanks so much!

      cleaner3: I appreciate it. Thanks for your encouraging comment!

      Deborah Brooks: I'm so happy you loved it. Thanks for sharing! :)

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      SweetiePie 4 years ago from Southern California, USA

      It reminds me of those stories on Unsolved Mysteries about the ghosts that are wandering lakes and old houses with broken hearts. Perhaps you should write more poems like this one :).

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      SweetiePie: Oh wow; I'll take that as a compliment! I will try to do so then. Thank you!

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      Neetuar 4 years ago from India

      Screaming about the past of that someone lost. Beautifully written!

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      Neetuar: Yes, exactly! Thank you. :)

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      Sharon Christy 4 years ago from India

      Oh wow! It has an eerie lingering taste full of brooding, dark and intriguing thoughts! Such an awesome poem! Great to be following you! Keep on writing! You are a great poet! I loved it!

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      sharonchristy: I really love how you described it! Thanks for the encouraging words; they made me smile. :)

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      Olde Cashmere 4 years ago from Michigan, United States

      Sadness expressed so beautifully Ebower, this was a phenomenal poem. I am always floored with your creative abilities and enjoy being one of your readers. Powerful words. Voted up, shared, beautiful, awesome, and interesting :)

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      Wilbart26 4 years ago

      OMG! I felt it, full of sorrow, full of remembering the dark past. You are such a great writer. Voted up!

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      Olde Cashmere: Thanks so much! I really appreciate your kind comment. Thanks for voting. :)

      Wilbart26: I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thank you.

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      Jessee R 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      Now you breathe inside my lungs with every sleepless turn,

      Brilliant poetry I must say!

      Words laced with pain.. powerful imagery

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      rahul0324: Thanks! I love writing poetry with imagery. :)

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      Nithya Venkat 4 years ago from Dubai

      Beautifully expressed. Broken heart left with thoughts and memories haunting you the rest of your life. Voted up.

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      Crazzy Kylex © 2012 4 years ago from Incredible India!

      So touching, and so expressed... I love it! Voted and Appreciated!

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      Annie Fenn 4 years ago from Australia

      Love found and experienced then lost. It is very hard to let it go, I know and your poem captures that infiltration of your soul, there seems no escape. I love this poetry, it is a reminder of a time in my life. Thank you so much for sharing, Ebower, my votes and best wishes to you and sharing on.

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      Vellur: Thank you! Yes, that's true; things happen that we'll never forget.

      thecrazzykylex: I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for voting. :)

      Fennelseed: Thanks for your kind words. I appreciate you expressing your feelings regarding this.

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      Scarface1300 4 years ago

      Very nice poem

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      Scarface1300: Thanks so much!

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      4 years ago

      Interesting poem! voted up.

      Kind of intensely equivocal, I think, on the one hand, resentful: "Always prodding, always probing, but without a genuine touch", but also appreciative: 'There’s no escaping you, the first love to make me feel alive'. Kind of a vague borderline whether the writer is appreciating/resenting the person, or else guilt-wracked / appreciating some suggested erotic experience.

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      Erin Bower 4 years ago from Georgia

      f: Thanks for voting! I wouldn't say it was resentful during that phrase. The lady in the poem is mournful that all she has left is memories and the memory of him can't touch her physically; hold her hand, give her a hug, etc. That last line is conflicting as in appreciative of having a first love, but sad that it's over.

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      4 years ago

      Ty; I see; now I understand better, I guess. I had read it that he was prodding her literally rather than metaphorically; and I guess this was how I interpreted her equivocal feelings toward her past experiences. Ty for the further explanation. Well written, anyway.

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