As She Leaves













Truly, with heart in hand,
still beating for you and no-one else,
I cannot understand, this travesty,
this relenting a love so long held of heart,
and no matter my sins, my iniquitous deeds seen,
your love and care has always been my only dream,
so, please, before you go, know,
that those years spent in love’s embrace,
were not for nothing, not cast aside out of hast,
but that made this life with hope,
blessed children and their lives now their own,
must account for something more than this.

But I see now that minds made,
see not anything but their own future, alone,
and my words out of grief and panic, do not placate,
and fall short of consideration,
with your manifest indignation
the cover of bleeding desperation,
convinced of self-emancipation, you,
behind walls as strong as steel barricades,
cannot allow words or deeds to mock your stand,
nor offer a helping hand,
in this ending you have fashioned
of a love for so many years endured.

I see your silhouette against the setting sun,
as darkness falls on sky and life;
as you walk away,
so intimate a life in instant decay,
and the tears are beyond assimilation,
caught between anger and desolation,
the pain surging through heart and mind,
body weak, in frozen time,
and I cannot speak, wilted like a winter bloom,
the sun now set to darkness ruse,
for what now is life to be,
alone, lost from what life meant, in love.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

2 thoughts on “As She Leaves

  • May 31, 2016 at 9:00 PM

    Heart felt sentiments, lost love, being alone without the love of our life in our presence, hearts, minds and souls. Oh how painful lost love is, to find it again? often is without question the most difficult thing to do. Sometimes we throw out the baby with the bath water in haste, cutting off our noses to spit our faces, all we look back on with sadness, did we act to quickly, could we have saved our relationship, our forever LOVE. Nay, the Universe speaks, breaks us apart, all for some cause beyond our reasoning. Oh the bitter pill we have to swallow, to start afresh, discover a new course to set our desperate lives on. When do we give up searching for LOVE? Very beautifully penned Tony, I could feel pain and loss between your lines.

  • June 1, 2016 at 12:37 AM

    Thanks Vincent, yes, as you say the loss the hardest thing to deal with in life, questioning everything. Yet, often experience has a used by date and we, mere mortals must move on. Appreciate your kind words my friend.


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