In My Arms


You who never arrived

in my arms, Beloved, who were lost

 from the start,

I don't even know what songs
  
would please you. I have given up trying

to recognize you in the surging wave of the next

moment..."
  
-Rainer Marie Rilke, You Who Never Arrived (as translated by Stephen Mitchell)- 


I died to the illusion of knowing...what lies beyond...before and hereafter...

     I waited...

   I AM waiting...

    I will wait...

echoes optimism.

Love is such a Fool's game...that I'm willing to play...

For you never arrived...and I was here all the time...

I've loved you forever and we never met...

but still the promise stands still...

I will be here...

I am here.

Comments

  1. Finding One's WayJune 7, 2011 at 6:25 AM

    Melissa,

    I think you caught the Passion bug : )
    I Loved this you are embracing you passion.
    xoxox
    Me

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  2. Melissa TandocJune 7, 2011 at 6:33 AM

    I wish you could hear me saying this my love...

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  3. sulekkhaJune 7, 2011 at 10:47 AM

    Love hurts as well as soothes our souls, each moment is extraordinary and true lovers are forever on a roller-coaster ride of volatile emotions...lovely poem. Mel

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  4. UnknownJune 7, 2011 at 10:53 AM

    Nice poem .. =) I just remembered something eeer or someone? hahaha. =)

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  5. Corinne RodriguesJune 7, 2011 at 9:44 PM

    Mellisa - Some day soon, my dear....Love ya!

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  6. fantasy in practicalityJune 7, 2011 at 11:02 PM

    wait to begin........wait to rejoice the love bonding the two lovely soul.......in your arms will meet the promises u still hold.

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  7. JIMJune 8, 2011 at 5:37 AM

    You will find love and it will be someone who is worthy of you..stay true to yourself



    http://jpweddingphotograpy.blogspot.com/2011/06/anatomy-of-candid-photograph.html

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  8. Nelmitravel - Nelieta MishchenkoJune 8, 2011 at 5:51 AM

    Melissa, love can be bitter-sweet. Don´t waste time waiting...

    Nelieta travel blog

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  9. Melissa TandocJune 8, 2011 at 6:52 AM

    Charlie Nitric:
    Hi Melissa...i've been on your site for 45 minutes and cannot post comments....here they are if you like :)/// Hi Melissa -

    Wowww so much passion here in the poems. GOD may make us wait for things that we need, but he doesn't make us wait forever.

    https://charlienitric.wordpress.com/
    Charlie Nitric
    charlienitric.wordpress.com

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  10. Jessica MJune 8, 2011 at 11:19 AM

    I agree with Charlie....you're time will come! Stirring poems :) ~blessings

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  11. RimlyJune 8, 2011 at 1:37 PM

    Oh the wait for your loved one. Can be agonizing. I hope you dont have to wait too long soul sis.

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