Have not forgotten
The tears of melancholy
From the Past
So deeply cried,
When we were
Young and lonely,
And life seemed
So empty and deprived.
We’re sentimental
Creatures,
For the most part
That do not take
Our lives in easy
Stride,
Seems there is
Something
Always missing,
Perhaps, that love
That’s gone away,
Forever,
From which we can
No longer hide.
My first choice,But I did not have the opportunityTo exercise my dramatic voice.Poetry has helped me,Express the good ‘demons’ within,My feelings, my imaginationSometimes flower, not as sinBut as poems from within,And I am very gratefulNot to drown in banalities,Even though I wish the stageHad been my place, to be.I would have loved to shareWith the…
Looks that melt inside of me,What you tell meWith your eyesAre the feelingsYou can’t hide,And those looks,They go beyondAnythingThat words can say,Only looks so full of Love,Can reach outAnd speak that way.Looks of Love,So priceless, sweet,Passions thatIn Heavens meet.
Why are we always searchingFor the ‘Cannot’Never satisfiedWith what we’ve gotSo many times, we createOur own hell,Believe it or not.
To know a person Well,Who you may have thought was Paradise,Was truly Devil’s Hell!
But never said,Instead,Unfilled desire,A love that bled,A burnt out fire.
‘Beyond meat’Has made it so,After eatingWhat’s the next step?Where are we supposedTo go?To Heaven or to Hell,Concerning, That!I assure youNo one, yet!In this crazy WorldWhatever!Seems to definitely,Know…
