Every time I try to speak
You escape my imaginary grasp
without a squeak
Sometimes I wonder
How can this be?
I realize now you are a bird flying so free.
And while you soar through the clear blue skies
All I can do is watch you
And slowly die.
I watch you run
your eyes afire.
I shield away
My wanting desire.
How can it be that you sucked the life from me?
With rejection?
Leaving me lying there
Not knowing how much I care.
My love has been stolen
An I am in Hell
Now in my heart
Nightmares shall dwell
I am in grief
And i drift away
Like a lonely, solitary leaf.
I drift away having nothing to care
And if being carefree
Should bring so much glee,
Why must I ask myself in utter despair
Why me?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Magician by Syed Kawsar Jamal
- O Star of France. by Walt Whitman
- The Song of the Garden-Toad by Vachel Lindsay
- Виктор Кирюшин – Небеса набухшей парусиною
- Dawnlight On The Sea
- In The Bazaars of Hyderabad by Sarojini Naidu
- Protest poem by Susan King Saunders
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 91. Oh, Ye Dead!. Томас Мур.
- Aubade poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Busy Heart, The by Rupert Brooke
- Song—Sweet Afton by Robert Burns
- Paul’s Wife by Robert Frost
- King Arthur’s Men Have Come Again by Vachel Lindsay
- Lilian poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Clorinda And Damon poem – Andrew Marvell poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
