THE NIGHT, LIKE ME, WITH BATED BREATH,
DREW BLACK, OR DID I SHUT MY EYES,
AND WITH THAT THOUGHT DID I EXHALE,
THAT THOUGHT, THATS BORN WHEN CAUTION DIES.
WHY I INDULGE THAT THOUGHT TONIGHT,
A QUERY I'D ANSWERED YESTER YEAR,
LEST I RECALL IT I OPEN MY EYES,
LEST I CAN TOUCH, LEST I DON'T FEAR.
THEN COME THOSE WORDS I CAN'T FORGET,
THOSE EYES THAT SPOKE, THOSE SONGS THAT MEANT,
THOSE HANDS THAT ALMOST NEVER TOUCHED,
THOUGH HEARTS HAD BLED, AND LETTERS SENT.
THOSE PLANS WE MADE AND MASTERED THEN,
THE ROADS WE CROSSED, THE SUN WE BURNED,
WHEN MOONSHINE PROMISED TOMORROWS TO COME,
THOSE FOREVER DAYS, THOSE FATES THEY TURNED.
YET ISN'T IT TRUE AFTER ALL,
THE PROMISES THE WORDS, THE FOREVERS WE SWORE?
THE HEARTS THE SUNS THE MOONS THE SONGS,
AREN'T THEY JUST AS THEY WERE BEFORE?
WE'VE LIVED A LIFE AND LEARNED THE ART,
OF DENYING OUR HEARTS IN MOCK AND JEST,
BUT NIGHTS LIKE THESE, THEY UNDO IT ALL,
ITS IN NIGHTS LIKE THESE, I CANNOT REST.....
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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2 comments:
this is a beautiful poem!!
thangoo!
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