The Want of You

This is one of my all time favourite poems. I love the last two lines, they stick in my head.

The want of you is like no other thing;
It smites my soul with sudden sickening;
It binds my being with a wreath of rue –
This want of you.

It flashes on me with the waking sun;
It creeps upon me when the day is done;
It hammers at my heart the long night through –
This want of you.

It sighs within me with the misting skies;
Oh, all the day within my heart it cries,
Old as your absence, yet each moment new –
This want of you.

Mad with demand and aching with despair,
It leaps within my heart and you are – where?
God has forgotten, or he never knew –
This want of you.

~Ivan Leonard Wright~

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2 responses

  1. My grandson, Lucas Prassas, went missing 3 years ago. If you google his name it will come up many places. He is almost 23. Someone, somewhere, anyone who loves this poem as I do … this is how it is for me. Please help if you can.

    1. How very sad. I always thought of this poem as written in romantic heartbreak but I now see how relevant it is in other situations. My prayers are with you and your grandson.

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