Friday, April 14, 2006

Denial

'I don't have any feelings for you'
'But..'
'Nothing'
A heart that was once beating, has now had that line cut

She moved away
In a motion so slow
She didn't say why
She just didn't want to have a go

She left them there
In agony
In pain

She blew away his feeling of love
Of which he believed
Was his true gain

'Is it because I am what I am?', he asked
He tried to fathom the answer, so he may better understand

A wonder of love and desire
The land of truth seperates the soul from denial

The red rose in his hand
He had tried to offer it many a times
Now withers away with the wind
A cold feeling, a cocktail of wonder and regret

Slowly out the door, does she leave
The window of choice has been dminished away
Now a path so dark haunts his mind
The questions and wonders of what could have been; one day

2 comments:

emi chick said...

reading your poem tugged the strings of my heart...loved the emotional words of the poem.

Sleepless In Muscat said...

Emi Chick:

Thank you so much for your words.

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if you're in need of any help that I could assist you in, please do let me know

;o)