This
was the last of my attempts in writing poetry……in fact it was a group of many
four line stanzas written over a period of time….different times…..but when
brought together I loved the end result…..it was complete….the verses started
as a proposal of love…..then the verses dealt with being in love…..then the
prelude to parting….and parting……and thereafter......
Why don’t you my
heart a moment touch?
For have I not loved you much?
You to my bosom may I press,
And your tresses softly caress?
My head on your feet shall I rest,
And thus allow my feelings to crest.
Lay my lips on your toes cute,
And teach of love in words mute.
Pledged myself for you I have,
Made you sit at my heart’s nave.
In expression I am but a child,
Cannot divulge my feelings wild.
Lost in your
thoughts I sit and muse,
Trying to your
thoughts mine to fuse
All other trials me
fail to interest,
And my movements
your memories arrest.
Eat into my thoughts your memories do,
For that my conscience always me poohs.
Drive you out my brain often tried,
If success had smiled my heart’d have cried.
Your glimpse me always does recharge,
Even be it a mere mirage.
Your vision a delight for soul always.
To forget you never the heart obeys.
Description might your beauty debase,
Your marvelous eyes none can trace.
Do not ever my feelings wrong,
When my heart with your thoughts throng.
A power I seek but still do lack,
Is to push your thoughts back.
I know my attention you now avoid,
And with my heart had always toyed.
Why do you mock my love?
And to oblivion do you it shove?
What makes you my love to doubt?
And my feelings ever to rout?
If you are beyond my reach,
You should then this fact me teach.
And when it is our parting time.
May the bells of death mine chime
Silently to my world shall I go.
Alone afore my fate I will bow.
Forever shall my lesions be healed
And the path to return sealed
(when this was given to a magazine to be published I had changed the final six lines…..it was
altered to end the poem in a positive note….a bit of humor I thought was
necessary…..for pain would anyways is laughed at by all else…..the last six
lines were replaced thus……by ten new ones…
Never do a
relation make,
If you are
to later forsake.
When it is our time to part.
I’ll just let out a gigantic “fart”
Open my wings from cramped state,
And simply laugh at puny fate.
I’ll return again to merry years,
Enjoy the trip from jeers to cheers,
Dream again of skies new,
Hoping to soar in days few.
