What For

Allow me to choose a reason
For all what happened to us.
I have to deal with useless breathing
And hopeless sight of saddened eyes.

I'm seeking a fair explanation.
Can't help to stop it.. ..But what for??!
What for insane imagination
Brings up the memories and more?..

And those visions.. and illusions..
So real.. that I feel the taste
Of wine you poured for me as fusion
Of passion mixed with disdain..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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September 27, 2017 at 4:29 AM
Beautiful poem, well written. And such sadness in there.
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September 27, 2017 at 8:56 AM
Thank you Darren. A little rain is more appropriate than a real storm.
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