Open Poetry #40 |
The Absense Of Those Tears (Revised) |
trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
The one you find you think is right is never right it seems, You long for her to love you, but she loves you in your dreams, For though I try to love you to show what love could be, The bridge you could not cross was to love and care for me. Now when I stare into the mirror I see the mirror's crack, I search alone for truth of what I, myself, must lack, But is the love that I possess too wicked for you to see, Why could I not be loved for simply being me? Now all I have are pictures and the time I spent with you, Hoping that all my dreams would shortly all come true, But I never saw your tears when I turned and walked away, And the absence of those tears said much more than words could say. For the pain within grew quickly and never left my side, And, though hidden deep inside me my pain I just can't hide, Now life for me has fractured, and my heart has split in two, Since the Love I once loved became the Love I once knew. I hold onto hope forever that one day you'll be mine, In some distant time and place our souls at last entwine, But, I fear that when you realize it was me that you adore, We will have wasted precious moments... for, alas, I'll be ignored. For to God I'll journey forward to walk in heavens field, And to anger, hate and torment my body shall not yield, For I could not hate the love that caused my heart to see, Oh, Lord, why could I not be loved for simply being me? Poetry is just the evidence of life. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Why could I not be loved for simply being me? These words say it all... if you try and be someone else you are simply cheating yourself RDB |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very touching piece |
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