Love Lost ©Dawn Minott | a Sexain

On By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

You are the love that didn’t last
A fleeting flame, a fading ember’s glow
The muse that won’t inspire
A canvas blank, untouched by strokes
The poem that won’t be authored
Words trapped betwixt stanzas, lost

You are the lyrics lips won’t sing
A melody confined to whispered dreams
The chords fingers won’t play
Notes suspended in air, set adrift
The beat hearts won’t take, a rhythm-less rhyme
A symphony pulsing dance in empty chests

You are the cause and cure, a paradox for sure
Affliction and salvation, intertwined
The horrors of screams, haunting heart
Ricochets off pain, refusing to take flight
The sensations of dreams, desires unmet
Entwining reality and fantasy, setting heart afire

You are the love that won’t let go—tethered
A ghostly presence, heart living in the past
The emotions that won’t soothe, a roaring tempest trapped
A whirlwind of feelings—unresolved
The memories that haunt, a tapestry of what was
The echoes of laughter, the blur of tears—bittersweet

You are the love lost, a closed chapter but not in vain
Within ache and longing, cherishing lessons we gain
In the depths of what once was, find strength, move ahead
Even love that fades, leaves traces on paths once tread
Cherish, then, the fragments of pieces abound
Embracing the journey of love lost and the lessons to be found

Afterword: I first wrote this poem “Love Lost” as a tercet (3 lines forming a stanza). 

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In creative solidarity, Dee

25 thoughts on “Love Lost ©Dawn Minott | a Sexain”

          1. Oh girl, I am somewhere up there with you! This is simply your natural way to show how much you observe, your awareness, and the contribution of universal elements to your amazing creativity. Continue to breathe words sistah! 🤗✍🏼😍

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