Sciamachy
Let me go, set me free
For i can no longer bear the torment
Of moments past, such memories
Yearnings of old, too ancient
I beg, remember me no more
For your thoughts call out to mine
I've lost my soul, my heart, my core
And of late, even losing my mind
I hear your whispered promises
And feel your longing embrace
The zephyr brings your soft kisses
With a yearning that i can almost
taste
Yet all these, i know, to be illusions
For our paths have long severed
These are all but my delusions
To bury... to forget forever
*sciamachy: to fight your own
shadows
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
