My eyes immersed in the mourning as i set my spirit aflame
with the fire of regret and anguish,none can extinguish the crave
for the things once passed,the wants longed for,the end of the day
why did you go so soon?
when you kissed me,it used to be warm like a a roomful of flowers
on a warm sunday afternoon
I still remember your taste,your life,your antics and semantics..
so vital and vivid,vivacious and outrageous
laughter of joy was so contagious...
now a flower has grown and no one has known it died
every day a petal gets blown away
all forget,then remember......
You always told me why you couldnt be alone...and i know it couldnt be just another pose
people who have be hurt alot have to be a thorny rose
defending and deflecting ,all those who want to be loving and protecting
you used to be so neglecting
of anger,of hate,of lies, and of greed
except when you were taking all of me...
but now the months and years go..
and the well spring of tears flow slows...
gone is my angel...
and though others minds forget..my spirit knows..
climbing the mountain of acceptance ,to get to the peak of peace
are what we all should seek,at least.
Copyright © Mario Thompkins