If you really miss me …

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If you really miss me …

Are you really here or this is only
the leftovers of someone’s loneliness,
dazzles between a heart’s fire and a logic’s ice?
If I miss you, can I draw the shape of your face,
can I turn the despair into scented lights?

Did I hear you whisper or this is just
the sounds of darkness scraping the dust,
the shadows on my curtainless windows?
If I want you, can I taste your lips or
should I ignore the essence of lust?

And if you miss me, if you really miss me,
will you stare at the sky and its shooting stars,
will you search for passion in this stormy weather
and hope that our last kiss is the one to bring
the wind and the rain in your dreams?

~*~*~*~*~*~

Inspired by “If you want me” – Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova

To my silent muse …

“And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o’er silent seas again.”
Thomas Moore

“Rain of feelings” by Homy on DeviantArt

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© 2011  Broken Sparkles

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16 Responses to “If you really miss me …”

  1. siggiofmaine Says:

    I like this very much.
    Thank you.
    Siggi in Dowmeast Maime

  2. souldipper Says:

    This is certainly a heart felt lamentation, Blaga. A passionate plea for an answer! :)

  3. BUTTERFLIES OF TIME Says:

    Lovely questions and such romantic answers–love has certainly made its fragile castle in your descriptive words Blaga!
    “hope that our last kiss is the one to bring
    the wind and the rain in your dreams?”–I certainly hope so .
    Its a beautiful ode to your silent muse!!

  4. Ina Says:

    Hi Blaga, you have the talent to wave the words into a beautiful poem, and ” the sounds of darkness scraping the dust ” terrific, with my deepest respect!

  5. Olivia Says:

    Passionate!
    Raw intensity and some mind blowing metaphors……. A very beautiful way to start my morning.

    Bubbles, wishing you a nice weekend.. :)
    Hugs xoxoxoxox

  6. Midnight Orgasm Says:

    Because of your poem, I had to sit back for a while and think of a person. This made me cry. :(

  7. deadpoet88 Says:

    Somehow as soon as I read the first couple of lines, I knew it had been inspired by that song. Wonderful poem, once again you bring out well that passion in longing. Excellent poetry!

  8. Jamie Dedes Says:

    Beautiful executed post, Blaga, from beginning to end. Lovely, evocative poem to which we can all relate. Bravo!

  9. Jingle Says:

    amazing.
    the imagery/image is simply breath taking.
    Cheers.
    :)

  10. mindlovemisery Says:

    Well its all been said but gorgeous imagery and metaphors. Heartfelt, beautiful =)

  11. eclipseofthemoon Says:

    “Did I hear you whisper or this is just
    the sounds of darkness scraping the dust…” – loneliness and sorrow can really play the tricks with the mind…Once again – such well expressed feelings, Blaga, an excellent and heartfelt poem

  12. liv2write2day Says:

    Intense feeling in this one, Blaga. The last two lines especially amaze me. Bravo.

  13. Jamie Dedes Says:

    Thinking of you. Hope all is well … Watching the news on Greece!

  14. southwindtrails Says:

    First off I LOVE the Swell Season – I have listened to your inspiration song many times! I can really see the connection between your poem and the song. The poem is great I really like the line “the sounds of darkness scraping the dust” it has a great visual and I actually felt like I could hear it.

  15. Cherlyn Says:

    I love this – such a heartfelt longing in this poem. I know I’ve stared at the stars, and hoped someone else was staring at them, thinking of me – wanting me to be thinking of them. Thank you for sharing!


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