Love Lost Never HadA Poem by realmwriterAll too familiar, confusing just the same, betrayed by flesh. What is there cannot be had, for surely this is no game.
Flawed event-less, the muck to the mire
To the river crimson with lustful haze. Suppressed desire flows like light, rapture to the gaze. Fevered, clammy, tossing, turning Lying restless on the floor. Sorrow slips, through the cracks, to come smashing through the door. Famine parched, the scream to the cry, to the path trampled in fits of rage. Unrelenting fire, burns like ice, denial in a cage. Calm, relaxed, watching, breathing, Standing idle at the sash. Anguish waits at beck and call to come crashing through the glass. Hidden in a seamless world of delight and joy and glee A fractured cloud of misery waits to have its cake and thee, to reveal as it sulks with company. Ever growing spawned by fear, deathly silent in its' plea Eating away at the sinews of faith, despair awaits its' time to flea. Akin to death, friend to evil, silent screaming in its' vain Dissolving with trust the passion of the lust Envy plies to its bane. Passion and fire, burning desire, these monsters are not the same. All too familiar, confusing just the same, betrayed by flesh. What is there cannot be had, for surely this is no game. © 2012 realmwriterReviews
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9 Reviews Added on August 4, 2012 Last Updated on August 21, 2012 AuthorrealmwriterHarrison, ARAboutYou know, I can write about almost any subject, in poetic form and even an ocasional short story, but I find it most difficult to write about myself. I am an artist at heart and will use whatever m.. more..Writing
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