Wednesday, 4 May 2011
Experiments in Rhyme: Uma
Experiments in Rhyme: Uma: "The time had come I had to leave with a mind devoured by mixed emotions opportunity had for a fleeting moment attracted the company o..."
Tuesday, 3 May 2011
Uma
The time had come
I had to leave
with a mind devoured
by mixed emotions
opportunity had
for a fleeting moment
attracted the company
of guilt and fear
As I left behind
the functional masonry
the tall trees seemed
to bow in gloom
It had to be done
No search had an ending
I comforted myself
with tales from the past
And then I saw her
For a moment I felt
like a wounded knight
on a borrowed horse
feigning glory
And she, an enchantress
from a Medieval tale
All shrouded in Myth
and Mystery
Frozen in time
I waited
As she grew larger
in stately grace
Sun beams that escaped
the looming prison
caressed her face
and her cloak of black gold
Her eyes seemed to question
my need to explore
while her frail hand offered me
comfort and strength
In a flash it was gone
emotions concealed
We returned
to the cave seclusion.
I had to leave
with a mind devoured
by mixed emotions
opportunity had
for a fleeting moment
attracted the company
of guilt and fear
As I left behind
the functional masonry
the tall trees seemed
to bow in gloom
It had to be done
No search had an ending
I comforted myself
with tales from the past
And then I saw her
For a moment I felt
like a wounded knight
on a borrowed horse
feigning glory
And she, an enchantress
from a Medieval tale
All shrouded in Myth
and Mystery
Frozen in time
I waited
As she grew larger
in stately grace
Sun beams that escaped
the looming prison
caressed her face
and her cloak of black gold
Her eyes seemed to question
my need to explore
while her frail hand offered me
comfort and strength
In a flash it was gone
emotions concealed
We returned
to the cave seclusion.
The Turning Away
I'm standing alone
in the cold grey dawn
of impending loneliness
stripped of all
the protecting warmth
that came with suppressed emotions.
Cowering from
the ceaseless drafts
of bitter biting shame
I realise I had no right
to want or to be wanted.
Why did I have
to speak my mind
why did I have to feel
could something ever
be so right
and yet turn out so wrong.
Wandering through
the roads I've travelled
confirm my darkest fear
It doesn't pay
to truly love
for love is fraught with pain.
And so denying
a natural feeling
I resolve to walk away.
The sands of time
will soon erase
all signs of desperate hope.
The prospect of
becoming a leaf
in a book of fond acquaintances
forces me
to seek comfort
in the darkness of isolation.
in the cold grey dawn
of impending loneliness
stripped of all
the protecting warmth
that came with suppressed emotions.
Cowering from
the ceaseless drafts
of bitter biting shame
I realise I had no right
to want or to be wanted.
Why did I have
to speak my mind
why did I have to feel
could something ever
be so right
and yet turn out so wrong.
Wandering through
the roads I've travelled
confirm my darkest fear
It doesn't pay
to truly love
for love is fraught with pain.
And so denying
a natural feeling
I resolve to walk away.
The sands of time
will soon erase
all signs of desperate hope.
The prospect of
becoming a leaf
in a book of fond acquaintances
forces me
to seek comfort
in the darkness of isolation.
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