My heart is mending from the painful break
Some days I wonder how much more sadness I can take
My days are filled with thoughts of you
Where do I begin to start anew
I must rise out of this pit of despair
Because staying here I get nowhere.
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever the years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder, thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk, chill on my brow,
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o’er me…
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well..
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.
Intoxicating madness
From which you can’t escape
An elixir prepared by
The many forms of fate
Enchanted and so spellbound
With head up in the clouds
Your first love, forever love
Exciting and newfound
The winds then commence to shift
This love soon falls apart
Atmospheric presence of
An artificial heart
This is a beginning…
Beginning to an end
We try, but fail to ever
Completely comprehend
This season of ecstasy
You wonder what went wrong
The waters then return to cool
The heart continues on
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
My heart is mending from the painful break
Some days I wonder how much more sadness I can take
My days are filled with thoughts of you
Where do I begin to start anew
I must rise out of this pit of despair
Because staying here I get nowhere.
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
In order to rebuild myself,
My feelings for you are on the shelf.
And next, to get right to the root,
I’ll kick them far with my left boot.
Call this "Determined Recovery In Four Lines".
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
How about this one by Lord Byron:
WHEN WE TWO PARTED
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever the years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder, thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sunk, chill on my brow,
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o’er me…
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well..
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Life isn’t easy
I’m getting over you.
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
Sorry I’m not a poet,
My feet sure show it,
They’re long fellows!
July 17th, 2010 at 9:29 am
Forever Love?
Intoxicating madness
From which you can’t escape
An elixir prepared by
The many forms of fate
Enchanted and so spellbound
With head up in the clouds
Your first love, forever love
Exciting and newfound
The winds then commence to shift
This love soon falls apart
Atmospheric presence of
An artificial heart
This is a beginning…
Beginning to an end
We try, but fail to ever
Completely comprehend
This season of ecstasy
You wonder what went wrong
The waters then return to cool
The heart continues on
Copyright © 2006 CH
Lol!
I had this…thought I’d throw it in.