A Passion As Strong As This
I never felt a passion
as strong as this;
somewhere I lost
the memory of her kiss...
inside there's still
the wild imagination
of an impatient,wild man...
feeling out of luck!
I have forgotten
how lucky I was...
having her anytime
I was in need of company,
but today I cry out of misery...
asking for forgiveness,
wishing it could be
so easily undone!
I never felt a passion
as strong as this;
I blew all my chances...
thinking they weren't the only ones;
The more she gave me,
the less I gave back...
never expecting to wind up alone,
while she still laughs at me...
proudly standing by his side:
to make me feel dead inside!
I have stared into the darkness
and lay my emty hands
on the coldest bed...
thinking of what I once had!
Is there a way to turn
my lonely thoughts to someone else:
putting it all beyond me without a thought...
like I refuse to learn?
Is there someone to help me forget...
a passion as strong as this?
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2006
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