Memory

This memory,
it's killing me,
someone save me,
from the passion,
of her charm,
she's lurking in my head from dusk to dawn,
Oh My God,
this is crazy,
I'm a bit lazy,
but she has me in daisies,
please don't erase me from your reminiscence,
'cause it's all we've got for acquaintance.

This memory,
please forgive me,
please remit me,
for the sin's and the guilt,
it was only a quilt,
I payed him every penny,
please don't get so mad,
there's still plenty,
so that we can be together,
just me and you forever.

This memory,
it has made me cry,
Oh why couldn't I just take her off my mind,
and get on with my life,
so that I could have a living,
taking it in and willing,
to keep her from my shillings,
which were not even enough for my billing,
just couldn't keep on thinking,
her memory is diminishing,
from start till the finishing,
giving in,
this is my forgiveness,
this is my memory.

Reviews

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

The rhymes "ing" distracted me but you have a good concept here. :) I love the last two lines, anyway. Very dramatic.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I will have to say the rhyme and this verse had a play with words...as a reader I was concentrating more on the scheme of the rhyme...unless that was your intent...with the verse...

[AhEed AbRar]

Thank you for reading it................. and it's just a random poem I thought of.
Hope you liked it.!!

[Glen Yumang Manese]

you're welcome...