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Again

We never make love anymore,
It's gone the feeling from before,
I can't believe It's finally over.

It happened just as suddenly,
as a summer storm you see,
You won't touch me anymore.

Just leave me to wonder why,
Lay my head down just to cry,
What happened to us, me and you?

Is it someone else my love,
Is that why I've gotten shoved,
Right out of our bed to wonder why?

You can't really be this cold,
Down the river I've been sold,
Just another notch on your bed post.

I love dammit, can't you see,
I'll even let you just go free,
Just leave me the arsenic.

Hope you find the love you seek,
I always thought we were unique,
I was wrong as wrong can ever be.

I leave you with these parting words,
We were once like two love birds,
But now you've gone and killed me, like the rest.

2007-06-16 11:23:40 · 11 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Poetry

11 answers

friend,
I sense sorrow, loss, and disappointment in your poem. I like it, but am concerned about you. Despair is fleeting as is life. So is joy, very short-lived and fleeting. Fortunately nothing lasts forever in life, including life. What you feel shall pass, and you will emerge from this experience wiser, if more somber and perhaps less joyful. Hold on, my friend, reading your poem I sense you find your meaning in others, that is impossible. Your worth is not determined by others, it is determined by your soul, and nobody, even you, can change that.

2007-06-16 12:03:16 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

I'm beginning to feel like everyone is going to hate me. I hope not. I was once in a poetry seminar where people actually left in tears, the guy was so critical. But he DID know poetry, & at the end, they were much better poets for it. I keep using the word "voice" (for some reason got into poetry tonight) but more than voice, I feel this is more a sort of journal than a poem. As a poem, the meter falters....& if you read it aloud, it simply doesn't "flow." I wonder if this is a first draft.

2007-06-16 17:20:38 · answer #2 · answered by Psychic Cat 6 · 0 0

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2016-05-16 08:32:53 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

Steve, this is exactly what it feels like when your spouse cheats on you. I know it's called personal experience. It's a very sensitive poem.

2007-06-16 12:06:33 · answer #4 · answered by ace 3 · 0 0

Absolutely amazing!!! What a poet! And yes this is what it feels like to be cheated on definitely!

2007-06-16 14:01:59 · answer #5 · answered by punkgirl1977 2 · 0 0

Stupendous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (applauding sounds) Marvelous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bravo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My acclaimed undercover poet. You are the best I've ever known. Love it.

Your angel of San Juan always
Marilyn

2007-06-16 12:23:07 · answer #6 · answered by . 5 · 0 0

Oh that was sooooo sad.... but it was sooooo GOOD!!!

Cheer up.... things do and will get better. If it was meant to be, it will be,.... if it wasn't, it won't be.

2007-06-16 11:37:05 · answer #7 · answered by blueskies 7 · 0 0

It is hard and harsh art. Very cool.

2007-06-16 11:49:48 · answer #8 · answered by Helena Handbasket 3 · 0 0

It's sound sad but I like it.

2007-06-16 12:29:14 · answer #9 · answered by luna. 5 · 0 0

its really good. sux being dumped though

2007-06-16 11:31:05 · answer #10 · answered by Canadia 2 · 0 0

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