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My Bed Is Lonely Without You
by Melissa ArelI lay there listening
to the gentle hum of the fan
I turn and see an empty space
where your body should've been.
An indent in the pillow,
a ruffling of the sheets
I still smell your cologne
where our bodies used to meet.
Oh, the way our skin used to touch
whispers of longings, dreams,
and "I love you so much"
They echo against the wall
the words, they fall to the ground
Memories of what it was like
when you still wanted me around.
Like a bird you've flown away,
a persistent desire to roam
This place felt like a cage to you,
when all I wanted was to make you a home.
06/25/2015 Author's Note: First poem written in a VERY LONG TIME. Please be kind :)
Posted on 07/02/2015
Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/03/15 at 12:06 AM Lovely poem, Melissa. Good use of rhyme to help deliver the message and impact. Glad you could finally log in to Pathetic. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 07/03/15 at 09:02 PM You have been missed, Mel, and this poem is a sterling example of the depth of feeling you brought - and bring -to your poetry and your senses. |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 07/08/15 at 04:47 AM why does this feel so familiar, as if i wrote it myself and memorized every word? lovely cadence, rhythm and rhyme. loved every stanza, beautifully done. xopk |
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