by Agnes Clarke

I’m lonesome for the love that’s gone

When all alone I cry

Memories they haunt my soul

And thoughts return to “Why”


Bare walls surround like prison bars

Hurt has chilled my heart once free

Now icy fingers grasp and hold

A relic that once was me


Such passion burned within my veins

While warm kisses seared my lips

Innocence fled like tidal waves on sand

As magic caressed my finger tips


That heaven I thought was mine to own

Was never to be for me

He took possession and held back the truth

Only the world outside could see


With rose coloured glasses I fell for his charm

Tomorrow was never a thought

Now frozen in time my heart won’t forget

“Why” happiness  with heartache is fraught

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Writers Bio

I am a retired housewife and grandmother of Jacob

I have been writing poetry for quite a few years

I enjoy the challenge of writing my verse

Especially from pictures

I live in Lisburn N Ireland and have been married for 49 years

Inspirational ImageThis Frozen Heart by Pippa Louby Pippa Lou

Pieces Inspired by this Image

'Her Frozen Heart'
by Adrian Ernesto Cepeda

'Forgive Me'
by Paul R. Davis

'Event Horizon'
by Michelle Kaseler

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