Echoes on the Water

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A poem about reincarnation and perpetual unrequited love
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IvHAuthor
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I feel like he and I
Are just ripples, echoes on the water,
But I know that it's a lie
When I claim that this feeling doesn't matter.
I have a haunted ache inside,
Feeling like my soul might be drowning.
And when I close my eyes
My dreams conspire to bring us together.
Please don’t make me wake up.
I don't want to wake up.
When I wake up this life feels strange.
Please don’t make me wake up.
I don’t want to wake up.
When I wake up all I think is grey.
I always wake up wishing his name.
But he’ll never feel the same.

His words were a gentle melodic breeze.
His spring rain voice caressed my thirsty ears.
Each word pleasing, putting my mind at ease.
Softly soothing and assuaging my fears.
All while my silent soul quivered and quaked like dancing fault lines.
Could he detect the effect of his clear sky words, could he see the screaming signs
Of his spring rain voice inside my trembling earth body and flame engulfed mind?

My eyes met his and lightning struck and
His maelstrom eyes pierced my dumbstruck heart.
I was stuck in place, my voice abducted,
My thoughts twisted around and torn apart.
And all I could manage was a smile and nod
Before I ran away.
My body still feels the echoes of
The chaotic and hypnotic way
His maelstrom eyes turned me round and round that day.

I feel like he and I
Are just ripples, echoes on the water,
But I know that it's a lie
When I claim that this feeling doesn't matter.
I have a haunted ache inside,
Feeling like my soul might be drowning.
And when I close my eyes
My dreams conspire to bring us together.
Please don’t make me wake up.
I don't want to wake up.
When I wake up this life feels strange.
Please don’t make me wake up.
I don’t want to wake up.
When I wake up all I think is grey.
I always wake up wishing his name.
But he’ll never feel the same.

His gentle conflagration touch…
His friendly sun storm embrace…
His unfathomable ocean mind…
His placid summer wave face…
His mystifying blue sky air…
His autumn leaf floating grace...
I hunt for portents and search for signs
That will tell me what my soul wants to hear.
I hope in our next life his heart feels like mine
That our connection might have grown more clear.
As far as this life
I know I’d feel alright
To be a friend instead of uninvited.
I'd rather have the time
To get to know his mind.
Even though my fondness is unrequited.
If I can't love him how I want,
let me love him in my mind.
If I can't love him how I want,
let me love him in my mind.
If I can't love him how I want,
let me love him in my mind.

We're just ripples, echoes on the water,
I’m feeling like my soul might be drowning.
My dreams conspire to bring us together.
When I wake up this life feels strange.
When I wake up all I think is grey.

My feelings are only growing deeper roots as
I’m haunted by the ghosts of brief moments past.
Love, transmute my musings to tangible truths.
Hope, I’ll cling to you harder you if you stay steadfast.
Goddamned these useless feelings that aren't returned!
And I know you didn't ask.
But my soul's love for you is going to
outlast and surpass (lifetimes).
My love will last beyond the end, beyond time and the universe have collapsed.

I feel like he and I
Are just ripples, echoes on the water.
I have a haunted ache inside,
Feeling like my soul might be drowning.
Please don’t make me wake up.
When I wake up this life feels strange.
Please don’t make me wake up.
I always wake up wishing his name,
But he’ll never feel the same.

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IvHAuthorIvHAuthor7 months agoAuthor

@Migbird Thank you so very much! Appreciate your comments 😊 Glad you enjoyed it!

MigbirdMigbird7 months ago

Moving, poignant and thought provoking. For me a poem that resonates stirs feelings and thoughts. This poem did just that. For example:

“As far as this life

I know I’d feel alright


To be a friend instead of uninvited”.

She is fooling herself; unrequited love has no real substitute, it would seem in the repeated lines almost forlorn:

“If I can't love him how I want,


let me love him in my mind.”

Very nice piece. Thanks.

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