I tripped into the crevice of your heart
And stumbled on a blanket of dead leaves.
I cried in shock – the land was torn apart,
Essence robbed by iron-hearted thieves.
What happened to the Eden you conceived?
Which selfish harvest caused your heart to bleed?
Why are you silent when your spirit grieves?
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.
The first time that I met you was the start
Of feelings, long forgotten, sun retrieves
And blends the ice into prismatic art
As sun with moonlight gently interweaves.
How did I miss the tearstains on your sleeves?
How did I turn to blindness with my greed?
Is it too late to offer these reprieves?
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.
My flowers and my fruits I will impart;
I’ll happily uproot them – though naive,
Fruit’s not too sweet and still a little tart,
The sweetness gained from all that I’ve received.
A mountain moves when earth from soil heaves
And snow birds caged will fly when they are freed;
You’ll thrive because my heart in you believes;
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.
2018 © Sonya Annita Song
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Wow. I stumbled upon dead part of leaves. Great poem 👌
I hope you don’t actually stumble on any dead leaves. Thank you for the encouraging comment. 🙂
My pleasure
Love conquers! Lovely poem!
I am glad you enjoyed it and appreciate you letting me know. 🙂
So touching! I almost teared up 😢
Thank you for the sweet comment. It means a lot to know my words can touch someone.
Beautiful poem! And always nice to see a fellow rhyming poet! 😀
Thank you very much, and I heartily agree! 🙂
Love heals all. And sometimes, all it takes is that one relationship to bring a person back to life. Two paws up. 🙂
Hopefully, every brokenhearted soul will find their special someone if they keep an open heart. Thanks for the paws! 🙂
How did I miss the tearstains on your sleeves?
Amazingly beautiful and mesmerizingly deep poem, indeed! Keep it up.👍👍👍
Hehe it’s hit-and-miss… I just hope people stay for the hits. I’m really glad you enjoyed this poem. 🙂
Nicely written.
I’m glad you think so. 🙂
That is beautiful. The last line just hums in the quiet.
Thank you so much Brenda. You have a wonderfully poetic way of expressing yourself, even in comments. 🙂
Love it! Keep writing, let the emotions flow to ink and leave a mark in the lives of those who need inspiration.
The ink runs dry sometimes, but I will try to keep it flowing. Thank you for your kind words. 🙂
This is excellent imagery for a broken heart and rebirth that come with the healing we never believe will actually happen.
Thank you kindly for your eloquent words. 🙂
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.
Now there is a line I will not easily forget. Very nicely done.
That is very nice of you to say. Thank you. 🙂
The repetition of “I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.” is very effective. So many emotions tied up in this one poem – lovely.
What a lovely thing to say. Many thanks for your kind words. 🙂
Beautiful
Thank you so much. 🙂
I do like the below lines.
“A mountain moves when earth from soil heaves
And snow birds caged will fly when they are freed;
You’ll thrive because it’s you my heart believes;
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed.”
Wonderful and worthwhile words shared.
To be shared and felt is all my words could ever hope for. Thank you John. 🙂
I di enjoy your work and you are welcome Cubby.
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Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
Thank you so much for the nomination. I really appreciate the kind gesture. Unfortunately, my paws and whiskers are not very good with these kinds of things. I did, however, take one sunflower to nibble on and play with.
I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed. Love that line
I’m glad you feel that way. I appreciate you letting me know. 🙂
Thank you once again…….
Beautiful. The feelings are so well portrayed. The tropes used are a flourish of the pen. Anand Bose from Kerala
You are too kind. Many thanks for your gracious comment. 🙂
Happy to read you Thanks a lot for the appreciation Anand .
Beautiful yet tragic piece.
I can relate to some degree. Loving someone so broken and you bend till it nearly kills you to fix them.
Lesson learned
That you can relate shows a painful history, but it sounds like you are stronger and wiser for it.
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I’ll trade my garden for your lonely weed..🧚🏻♀️💞
I am happy you enjoyed my poem and thought it worthy of sharing with others. 🙂
Why are you silent when your spirit grieves…. Wow!
Thank you kindly. 🙂
This is beautiful.
I’m glad you think so. 🙂
What a fantastic word, it’s really great.
Many kind thanks. 🙂
quelle belle histoire d’amour
tant d’émotion, me fait sourire
ouf! que j’adore te lire.
Merci beaucoup! That’s about all I can reply with in French, but I understood what you wrote and appreciate your words. 🙂
It was the only way to express how I was touched by your poem
☺️
One of the antidote a brokenhearted would received for recovery are words of healing en-graced in comfort from a Tenderhearted. Great lines with perfect rhymes.
That is awfully kind of you. Thank you so much for your lovely words. 🙂
This flowed rather nicely and the abab rhyme always adds a little more challenge. Enjoyed it.
Thank you so much. I’m glad you were able to enjoy it. 🙂
That is ace. A1 special. I loved it.
I’m so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you. 🙂
Absolute beauty in your words.
Aww that’s such a nice thing to say. Thank you so much! 🙂