Life to those in which i've lostA Poem by Ed Rectora poem to a short story of mine and i need help in titling
On darkest nights I fear I am alone
Lost without companion, without home. I fear I am to always be no great man. To lose myself as others so often do, In society's rather boring normalities, Where work is sought to provide, For ones most loveliest of brides. But alas mine has perished all to soon Leaving me the complete buffoon, In drinks of ale to calm my loon. As for when the tap has been dried up Im left with my mind on the brink Of those who think Im a fink, And I must agree to their notions That Im a man of lost proportions Searching to be so much more Than a mere mortal man of bore. So run with my mind this I shall do, And let it be not a further ado, For this life I live without my wife Shall be a one only to ruse, And hide it best that one can. For without my lovely wife, My true love, and my best of friend I am lost to the very end. © 2008 Ed RectorAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on February 25, 2008 Last Updated on May 21, 2008 AuthorEd RectorSanta Cruz, CAAboutskateboard, write, lyrics/ poetry, play the guitar and am looking for a shorty. more..Writing
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