The Final Poem

~ Frank Solanki

The stories were all told

Now they all just seem so old

Little pieces of my heart

All broken, but they call it art

All the years I’ve left behind

I will return home and call them mine

…

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

…

We may not be free and young

All our songs now have been sung

When was the last time that we laughed?

When was the last time that we cried?

Can we smile together one last time

Or just walk away with our pride?

…

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

…

I lie down empty on the floor

I’ve never felt so lonely before

I lost so much of my soul

But at least I got my heart back

I am finally out of my shell

Looking to be better than I ever was

Someday I will find myself again

My heart will be whole. There will be no pain

I’ll write letters to my heart

But not a word for you anymore

You and I, we both will dance

You with someone else. And I, with my heart

…

When you needed shelter in the night

I burned myself to be your light

When you needed to stay afloat

I drowned myself to be your boat

When you were standing in the midst of storm

I fought the cold to keep you warm

It is more than I can take

No more sacrifices I will make

Now I know what I have to do

This is the final poem for you

Published by Frank Solanki

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205 thoughts on “The Final Poem”

  19. A true poet’s words, beautifully bled out in verses from the pieces of a sensitive heart. A poem for the many broken hearts , lying in pieces, trying to find strength to move forward. The show must go on….there’s a shimmering light on the far horizon.

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  20. Frank, what a beautiful Swan song to your love and acceptance of loss and renewal.
    It could be a wonderful song too. The lyrics would just be awesome.
    From what I read I believe your poems will address a new road from now.
    miriam🌈🦋

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  26. what you do for another makes your heart stronger. I agree with Peter. Letting her fly away gives her power to choose what is best for herself. if she returns she will be happier. if she doesn’t, you never really had her heart.

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  27. It is palpable that you have done the best you can for your friend. She is the only one that can revert the situation so that you don’t call it quit.

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  35. “Oh, tell me this isn’t the end of me,
    But then again I never said it was.
    The past is no longer an enemy,
    My mind-at least that’s what it says.

    But, I decided to rise
    No more lonely cries.
    That empty floor,
    Has opened a door.

    The light in my words
    Build me a boat,
    I see the liberated birds
    Because now I’m afloat.”

    A poem for you,

    -Avie

    Thank you for the like. Stay beautiful and strong. ❤

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  36. The whole piece reads like a song! My favorite lines are:

    “When you needed shelter in the night

    I burned myself to be your light

    When you needed to stay afloat

    I drowned myself to be your boat”

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  37. Hi Frank – thanks for sharing. Here’s a poem to move on with that I penned at the depth of my (imagined) despair. We cannot be in despair when we know for certain there is the perfect other for us other there somewhere – even if they are not in our lives currently. They exist. Radiate your love and desire and they will appear. And it won’t necessarily be bells and whistled. Perhaps they’ve come to highlight your errors….

    A VOW

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  45. Hey I wanted to thank you for stopping by to check out my blog and i just wanted to take a moment to say that your writing is really the most candid and real piece of writing that I’ve probably come across in a long time! Keep moving forward 🙂

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      1. Np! I write poems for ‘him’ and you write poems for ‘her’ so I get how you feel. I really admire people who can genuinely share intimate and personal sentiments openly and honestly 😉

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  46. Hello Frank, I greatly appreciate your support and kind words about Luanshya musings. Social lean-to is my social media company. Luanshya musings being the book I hope to publish shortly. Have a great day

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  62. Heart renching and captivating… song like poetry.. if your heart is broken, if your heart is used up.. at least you have loved…
    Beautiful and bitterly enjoyed the read..

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  64. That is a wonderful poem- quite Shakespearean in its tragedy and emotion.
    If it is autobiographical I feel your pain and I hear a new you emerging through it- wiser, stronger, but still loving and giving.

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  68. Really brilliant piece , just reading this right now. I’m thankful to read such a piece, in a positive way.

    Just the complexity of the language is a little beyond a non native speaker. I get everything now. Just started to pay attention to all your blog posts and the other post. I’m really enlightening and grateful to have the prilvege to read such beautiful literature .

    Thank you.

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  72. Hi!
    I read pain in your words. I understand you may have gone through something strong to have written these lines but as a piece of friendly advice, I really think you shouldn’t give up on a person. It’s never the end even if one among the two hearts has enough room for the both. Love her and if you can’t tell her today, do it on some other sunny beautiful day. It’ll bring your heart back to where it belongs.

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  77. I actually found my way over here because of the reblog on La Petit Muse. Lovely poem, Frank. This poem made me think of how sometimes we chose the wrong person. But even sadder, is that sometimes we choose the right one, but we fail to grow together, and lose ourselves somewhere. And if ever a time comes when both people give up on trying, the relationship is lost. Not to say that one person can save a relationship, but sometimes they can keep it afloat until the other person comes around to help fight for it. To be the only one who’s trying though, that’s hard. You can only be the boat for so long.

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  88. When I close my door
    It seldom opens
    to the same knock
    Because everything
    inside would be broken
    by that knocking hand before
    I finally closed the door.

    It was a very inspiring poem. I know what it is to do and do and do and get exhausted. And leave when there is no reciprocity of the kind you anticipate. Because you really are in a different wave length.

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  91. There is a dialogue in ranjhana movie..it truely relate to this poem…whn we r in luv , its our beauty to luv tht persn, its our piousness tht decide how passionately we can luv….n the pain of broken heart n separation will soon get faded away, it will leave no mark on our heart, instead we will become strong enough fr the next one to cm……..very nice poem, impressed,….aapko mera blog visit karney ki koi jaroorat nahi hai..copy karney ka mtlb, mai aapky thought apney notes mai rakh leti hun, inspirational ho to bhai ko sunaati hun, n romantic ho to ex bf ko snd kr deti hun……he also knows abt your blog….ajeeb hai yahaan, logo ne trust karna chhor diya hai, mera koi bhi content aapsey relate nahi karta..kyunki meri saari poems mai keval vo hai., each and every line is fr him , gender sensitive hai hi hi hi …..or mujhy abhi blogging n all ka craze bhi nahi hai…yeh to bas aiwaai diary ki tarah hai ..mann kiya to kuch bhi likh diya, may be this is a passion fr u bt nt fr me..so dont worry, gd wishes fr u, keep writing…bhagwaan aapki kalam mai pari sihaayi ko kabhi sukhney na de..panno se banaya hua aapka rishta kabhi na tootney de…aapkey dil ne jo aapko sikhaya hai, vo sada aapky saath barkaraar rahey,
    Mai to ek chhota si reader hun

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  94. It could be your final poem for her… but to the best I understand you from your poems and blog, it should not be the last one for your fans.
    You cannot disappoint your big fan-following.
    You cannot do the same thing to your readers what she did to you (your poems).

    BTW… I am sorry for kind of break-up pain you might be undergoing. I can have a little bit of idea about similar phase of detachment, but it sounds like, probably you two were not “made for each other”. She couldn’t understand you, or probably her poems were altogether at different frequencies of life .

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  98. Beautifully etched the emotion out of heart
    All the line’s were beautiful, I loved this one the most

    When you needed shelter in the night

    I burned myself to be your light

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