Take This Love, But Give Me New Love

Oh, clouded night, as darkness reigns
The blood of life pumps through my veins
Enough, to let me feel its power
Though, I am weak this midnight hour

As dismal rain now falls from above
I am reminded of my one, true love
She came into my life, but fled
As now, she’s in another’s bed

Oh, God above, how can this be?
I am but wanting, to be set free
But yet, I remain a captive, torn
Now wishing I was never born

As darkness now enshrouds my view
With eyes well closed, I beg of you
Allow me light, please, upon the morn
To not regret the day I was born

Then, speak of love, I’ll do, refined
I will be free, so not confined
Allow me love, the wings to fly
To pass your rain, there in the sky
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Foy Avatar
August 13, 2008 at 6:56 AM
This is a very touching poem i can relate to you all the way on this one its that feeling that almost haunts you and to have the person back you'll almost do anything, good write, Foy
Lokken Avatar
August 12, 2008 at 6:04 PM
A beautiful piece mixed with yearning and sadness. May your heart heal soon. Best wishes, Sara
White Avatar
August 12, 2008 at 2:56 PM
what a remarkable write, filled with sadness, longing, and lost love, in time the healing will come, and each day you will feel a little better no matter what the weather, great write, take care D-nyce
Foulk Avatar
August 12, 2008 at 1:07 PM
as far as wishing you was never born, look at what happen to Geogre Baily in It's a Wonder Life." he was shown all the good he had done in his life. stop and look at your life, this was a great piece very moving, very touching. Thank you for reading my America's Forgotten Heores. and for your comments.
Reynolds Avatar
August 12, 2008 at 9:11 AM
I have felt this madness of the heart before, and it is hell. Blessing always, and a beautiful write, love Kristin
Jordan Avatar
August 12, 2008 at 5:45 AM
Michael this is a very moving poem - I hope it's not a current situation - God Bless
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