Not his honey, not his little hin

Thinkings and poems 1 Minute

When you are here,I feel his absence more
The empty cocoon, no one live within
Since he has gone,I wonder what life’s for

When you are gone,I  close the heavy door.
The silence supreme, glacial will begin.
When you are here,I feel his absence more

Without  his arms I feel I am estranged
Not his honey, not his little hin
Since he has gone,I wonder what I’m for.

I feel a hatred rising,dark, deranged.
Yet ,is there not that  Other deep within?
When you were here,I felt that absence more

We must grieve  and let our tears down pour
We fend off  bleak despair,  so cold, malign
Since  he is gone,I wonder what life’s for.

Is this love gone off a cancer or a sin?
May I hope the better side will win?
When you were here,I felt his absence more
Since he has gone,I wonder what I ‘m for.

 

 

 

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Published by Katherine

Poetry writer and author

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7 thoughts on “Not his honey, not his little hin”

  1. I know you must think that I’m a nut but on my end there has been only one woman whose writing has ever moved me….her name is Katherine too. After reading some of your stuff, I found myself wishing from my soul that you would at some point reveal that you are my Katherine , I know stupid right. Well if nothing else, me enjoying your writing because it reminds me of her is a huge compliment to your talents.

      1. You’re welcome. Well last night she broke up with me and crushed my heart. Keep up with your writing it is wonderful!!

  2. Fight the good fight! Always! Though it is the harder path it also has the greatest reward

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