Ahh... old poem time!

Sorry... I'm too tired to talk about my awesome day, but I'll leave you readers a poem I wrote a while back. Mind you, things change with time, and I was hoping this feeling would change... but some of it still remains, but I like that torture right now. :) For the people who read this on my myspace, too bad!!

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Tuesday, June 09, 2009

This poem is about a flame of the past a year or more back... smothered by the essence of time.
It explains the stages post-break up and how the illness of wanting to have it back receded, and eventually becomes non-existent, over time.

I can better explain it as a Fading Sickness....


I've coped too long...
With all the wrong.
I now realize...
No compromise.

The past beckons,
My train stations.
Rides to and fro,
Refused to slow.

Embedded heart,
We're far apart.
For you moved on,
The 'we' is gone.

I'm lost and torn,
A past to scorn.
Willing to fall,
To spite it all.

To think no thought,
Memories rot.
The dead is bliss?
It becomes this?

The good, the bad.
More gloom, some glad.
This fateful show,
In cognito.

I am Alpha...
And Omega.
The beginning...
Restful ending.

All starts with new,
We've to show blue.
Our light has wane,
Last spent in rain.

Confusing hell,
Are you to tell?
So sweet your tears,
Confront the fears!

Sleep sound child,
Bad dreams are mild.
Evil lost face,
Falling from grace.

This world in mind,
You'll come to find.
Is not been shown,
Till you call home.

Never in rest,
Forgotten lest.
Hope refilling,
Not undoing.

Beat of white wings!
Come forth and spring!
Now time to shine,
Your heart or mine.

Eyes open wide,
Take life with stride.
Dance on water,
Why be bothered?

Do find your way,
And never stray.
Defeated wraith,
Continue faith.

Farewell my lass,
Our time has pass.
Again we'll meet,
Crossing the street.


"The only source of knowledge is experience."
-Albert Einstein