Inadequacy

Tonight I write the sweetest lines.
Drowning in the sorrow of forever.
Seeming happiness on the surface of the morrow
United beings dance among the stars.

However few the indecisions of life,
We struggle to live on the thought of togetherness
An unkindness, if you will.
The hope that lies on your bed of thorns
Leaves a trail that destroys the path,
For forever and beyond, never exists.
'Tis only in your mem'ries,
'Tis only in your mind.

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

Living on "the thought of togetherness" is not enough for me...I need the real thing, not just memories and not just imagination. This is a sorrowful and well written poem. You start it with "Tonight I write the sweetest lines" and yet this poem is not sweet at all, except of course, the memories. I like your poem.

[Orlando Murcia]

Very moving

I had to read it a couple of times

to understand it

This was well written


Great work

[Antonio Valentino]

I wish I didn't know this feeling as well as I do.

Very nice Topsy!
Antonio