M Y - P O E T R Y
Burning
Sadness.
I watched a
candle,
I watched
the wax grow dry,
As it took
a massive journey,
Like a
plane from ground too sky.
As the
flame grew low,
And the
candle soon quite small,
I saw what
time had passed me,
And in that
time you didn't call.
So i jumped
from my feet,
I raced
from my seat,
I flew to
the window,
But i took
quick retreat.
For not was
it you,
And i grew
ever tired,
The flame
flickered dead,
And i went
for my bed.
Just layed
in the darkness,
Just
silence to bear,
But my
voice soon did echo,
The sound
of my tears.
"I
miss you my darling."
I whispered
quite clear,
As i rested
alone,
Full of
pain, full of fear.
Are you to
return?
To come
save my heart,
From
burning to ashes,
Or going
cold and so hard?
But it
seems i'll stay lonely,
And it
seems i'll just lay,
With just
one more tear,
For just
another lonely day.
©1997 Insanity Inc. ©1997, black heart. H.Luck.
A
short disclaimer :
It has been known for people to take offense to my
poetry...
And think i'm a twisted black individual... who is arrogant and
distasteful...
This is not true (well, for the most part!) and if you do find
anything i write offensive,
please, please don't write to me and tell me, or complain.
As a poet, i have poetic licence! :) ... i'll write what i want,
and if you don't like it... Don't read it!!! :)
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