Tony I want to give this a proper comment, but heck what is a proper comment? So I'm gonna do it a Tree's way.... Holy Moly Mother of Trees this killed me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You captured the pain of a broken heart that is trying to mend and can't... a broken heart is a terminal disease of sorts.. and it just got to me... seriously... Touching piece!!!

Tony, It still gets me how much you've grown as I writer, and I'll keep saying because it is true.
Really, you are awesome, but this piece?
Its is magnificent, the sadness here was strong, and really really powerful.
Broken hearts are difficult to deal with, amazing, amazing, amazing, lovely
x

Yes, you are growing as a writer. I liked your style which was at ease. And the overall atmosphere is in synchronization with that. Well-Done!

You penned a really great piece here Tony, it holds a huge amount of sasdness, to see it write there but cant get it, thats sad.
Great job.

I feel like I'm reading about a man who doesn't know, isn't sure of his ability to love the woman he's with. A man haunted by past love...

I'm sure I'm way off base here, but that's how I interpreted it.

And again, your writing gets more impressive.
I love the flow, the fact that nothing rhymes (lol)
and how you separated and left "terminal memories" in the end...all on its own.

Very nice Tony.

Tony this piece is heartbreaking. I can't even tell you how much it got into me and made me tear up.. the fact that you cannot forget her and she's haunting you like a ghost you carry everywhere..you wish for her to be erased because the scar of your love is bringing you pain through memories..terminal memories.

That is just a beautiful, sad piece and I love it.

great work!

Tony..one of ur best.

I look at you with such intensity,
It's almost as if our souls traded
places, to become one heart.

Is this really love?

I keep questioning my self, every
night these tears turn to waterfalls,
cursed by a ghost that nests inside..

then d ending ..

I open my wings that once
Glittered white but now stained -

with terminal memories..

EA..

Tony, I'm really glad we had that interesting discussion about writing poetry before.

I prefer the sound and rhythm of your poems now, compared to before, as they were basically just emptying your heart and mind, meaning you were only writing just to drain/pour your emotions onto paper. They were good, but in my opinion, poems with great key words always have the strongest impact. (Take for example, your ending line.)

Also, punctuation plays an important role in conveying the meaning of a stanza. Look how neat this poem is, and how it flows smoothly from phrase to phrase. Oh except for this one [alone?,I open my wings that once ], comma should be removed.

One suggestion though would be to avoid using "I's, your's, or her's, his' etc." repetitively or excessively. For example, let's compare these two stanzas.

"Silence consumes the air, nothing
but a soft summer breeze gliding
across our tightly cupped hands."

to

"Your lips look so inviting but I
Can't accept, while our hands
Unlock a tear falls to your feet."

If the first stanza were to be read aloud, the smooth pace would be noticeable and because it has LESS filler words, unlike the second one, it has this elegant detail to the overall portrayal of the "tightly cupped hands".

Regardless of that, I still think this is your best poem by far. So yay....you go bro and keep writing...

Hmnn, this piece is all about parting away....it's a mixed emotion of pen and the heart, to which this piece has the story to tell...and it did so...

Your poetry just keeps flowing more & more beautifully. I have to agree with all the other poets how much I enjoyed reading this. Each line had such importance and grabbed my heart: this was more than a story you told or a poem you wrote, it was the portrayal of two hearts and the pain intermixed between them, wondering if it is really love. So many emotions, such sadness....I love how you wrote "terminal memories"- it just captures that moment of a broken heart being made terminal, and trying to endure everyday life.

Simply written but so much underneath.

Night these tears turn to waterfalls,
cursed by a ghost that nests inside.

I can't say I enjoy the waterfall and tears metaphor because of how often its over used, more so in love poetry, but this was unique, and actually gave me a spooky imager, I could picture a waterfall with a ghostlike figure glistening in between streams of water...

I love this piece, you know I love non rhyming and this was awesome..I feel as though you keep growing as a poet and your open to new ideas and new phrasing..

last stanza was awesome...one can really get a sense of what your saying by comparing the "weight on your shoulders" to wings that are burdened with memories.

enjoyable write!

Tony, this is by far my favorite. I love all the imagery and focus you had here. Your writing total envelopes me! Keep up the amazing work (:

Silence consumes the air, nothing
but a soft summer breeze gliding
across our tightly cupped hands.

I look at you with such intensity,
It's almost as if our souls traded
places, to become one heart.

Is this really love?

- It is really interesting here because I began reading this and felt quite warm by your words and looked again at the category to make sure I didn't misread it. You describe such a peaceful and romantic sounding scene and then you ask is this really love, this is the point where I feel you are about to change the tone of the poem and go down a different direction.

I keep questioning my self, every
night these tears turn to waterfalls,
cursed by a ghost that nests inside.

The ink of her name stains my chest,
The palm of her hand scars my
complexion, I wish she was erased.

- these 2 verses describe someone from your past who has perhaps badly hurt you and you are still not fuly recovered. They leave you unsettled and unsure of how much you want to trust again and take the chance. I think maybe you felt the same strong love for this person as you desrcibe at the start of the poem, and then you got hurt. So being back in this place of loving another leaves you thinking will it end up the same?

Your lips look so inviting but I
Can't accept, while our hands
Unlock a tear falls to your feet.

Am I destined to wonder the world
alone?,I open my wings that once
Glittered white but now stained -

with terminal memories.

- This ending is very sad because what started out to be such a beautiful love, is not getting the chance it deserves to grow, because you are still torn apart by this past memory and the emotions it left you with and the scars.

It is such a sad story because as a reader we feel the love you have for this person and we all want to say it will work out so take a chance, but nothing is ever that easy.

Great poem, a story which many here will be able to relate to.

I really liked this poem. good job could definately feel the pain.