The Age Old Question

Pushing past daisies 

Filling the ground with weeds

I pluck a stem

Hot and dirty

Feathered petals

Yellowed gold

And whispered melodies

Long forgotten

Bent on broken promises

I yearn for you

 

Beneath pages and pages of atmosphere

I nicker knacker through

The Dog Star keeps calling me

As the flood of passion ensues

Callous I approach the veil

Lightly tiptoeing up

I scan the virtuous

And the contemptuous

Brittle echoes in the dust

I yearn for you

 

Who would know what right to do?

A decision I do not wish to bear

And still I climb

I burden all the weight

To lapse one step

It would be all I take

I yearn for you

 

And when at last we meet

On the edge of circumstantial consequence

I will question,

In an age old sing song equation,

Do you yearn for me too? 

Reviews

[J.R.H.]

Absolutely amazing! I really enjoyed this write!

[Simon Welsh]

Good poem. The first stanza did it for me. Nicely done.

[Jamestown]

This is a fantastic piece of poetry! Great wording, flow and strong message!
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[Bonolo Boane]

This is beautiful,I love it.