My heavenly vision I prayed would last,
Though reality appears in small quick blasts.
Tears now flow in flocks and droves,
This is how the sorrow shows.
Heavy now it weighs within,
With true-life thoughts depressed again.
What happened to my pleasing dream?
One photo viewed forbade it seems.
Smile no more, cheeks wet with tears,
There is another, as I had feared.
I knew before no chance I had,
So why do I now feel so bad.
Cheerful, hopeful, happy and gay,
Please return these feelings I say.
Outsider no matter where I forge,
Might as well rove in a gorge.
Not interesting? Should I accept?
Or believe that it’s my intellect?
Fallen now into deep pell-mell,
Again the tears begin to swell.
Where have I been, where have you gone,
Please return, my dear sweet faun.
While in my mind I live, I must,
It’s the only place I seem to trust.
If there I live not stirring ahead,
The time will make me forlorn and dead.
Face the problem confront it now,
I would, if I could, if I only knew how.
Copyright © Tina Thornton | Year Posted 2005
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