Forgiveness ?

Not, repeat NOT autobiograhical

 

FORGIVENESS ?

 

Could I but say the words I feel,

That form within my heart,

In manner to convince you,

Break down the barriers of doubt

That I – and only I – had caused to start.

Yet each day as I try to tell

My love’s reality,

Each  phrase I use

Each desperate,

Seemly word I choose

Falls, token of my love's abuse,

 Hollow upon your ear?

Redemption disallowed

And I, no longer lover am,

Despite my every plea

But merely ‘comfortable friend’;

Can this . . .can this . .  really be?

 

The done can never be undone;

I know.  That’s logic understood,

Yet surely there’s redemption?

Love can triumph over doubt?

What must be done,

What can take place

In doubting’s grim morass?

For surely in the scheme of life

The burden of love’s proof ,

In mountain range of former guilt

Is through a lofty pass,

Too high for fortune’s fickle whim.

I pass and pass and pass again,

‘Til you believe,

And I receive the message,

“I love you.”

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Sound so familiar , to regain a trust of someone you love, after you made your mistake , is much harder than not start at all. I know that we only do our best, we dont always knows, what will cause the next fight. I hate fighting, they always leave a bad taste, no matter how they end ... thank you my friend, Shalom Yossi

[Ed Hart]

there is no higher closer reward in life than friendship, though it seems to play second fiddle to the hormonal embrace most men count the truer form of love...and "that" sacrificed to "wander" lust or anger's brief estrangement is a wall erected that may be broached by willful imposition or poetry's suit, but the child's place in our hearts, where trust is born and reared, will never recover to the sweetness of innocence... that's how we learn... and that's what we do in this world, learn....hopefully....

[Emily B]

This is perfectly executed. I love the conversational tone that shines from the meter.