Y is for Yearn
Aches lie in the heart,
And love shines through the moon.
For all that is forfeit
and all that is attained;
For all that is forborne
and all that is endured;
For paths untrodden
and dreams unrealized,
Yearning sings slow
her melancholic notes.
And slashes the spirit
into chains of tears.
Aches lie in the heart
And love,
Love shines through the moon.
That is beautiful.
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This is lovely. Thanks for these.
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Gorgeous, Sangita!
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Love the poem. Yearning is something I associate with the young. I still remember the feeling of wanting so badly it hurt my heart.http://francene/wordstitcher.blogspot.com/
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Love the poem. And the feeling of yearning – maybe as we get older it gets a little easier to get what we want. Karen
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Yearning sings slowher melancholic notes.Feel like stealing that line. 🙂
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Thank you much, Amanda!
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Thanks, Tim!
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Thank you!
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Thanks! You nailed it, wanting so badly it hurts!
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Thank you, Karen! I dont think as i've gotten older it was easier to get what I want, only, its easier to let things go.
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Thanks, Damyanti! 🙂
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