Imagine My Shame
I wanted to write poetry for you, but
Knowing you weren’t deserving I refrained.
And yet as I write I’ve done
Everything but scribble your name.
Imagine my shame.
I strive to fame
The love we gained
Through pain
And strain yet
You remain
Callous.
Imagine my shame.
Main topic.
Same conclusion.
An illusion is our love.
Confusing how what was
Once blessed has
Progressed into nothingness.
Remembering when your mere
Hug, mere kiss would incite
Shivers, how you’d deliver
an electricity so sick to me
It’d take my energy. So poetic
The force, so magnetic
Of course. Yet Pathetic.
Like art should have been
Our love, a mosaic of
Fireworks, lightening
Stars, how prosaic, how
Day to day we’ve become.
We are one and 2
We should be 2 as one.
The lines of my stanza
Were drawn when my
Poetry became too beautiful
To describe you.
Copyright © Ashley White | Year Posted 2014
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