Forever Never

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    Forever Never

    I laid upon my bed last night
    Counting my sorrows as I drifted in and out
    I watched each shattered memory take flight
    And wondered why now these recollections came about

    Haunting faces of my past clouded my sight
    And I stumbled o’er the cracks in the floor
    I reached for one particular face within the light
    And knew I would ne’er see it come through my door

    The scent of your skin perfumed the air
    And laid across my flesh fresh as unsullied snow
    I begged you this memory to ne’er share
    And as your laughter surrounded me I knew it’d ne’er be so

    I cried when that smile crossed your face
    Cried because you could smile in the absence of me
    Cried because you ne’er saved me from grace
    Cried because I would be no more than a painful memory

    I choked on your treacherous words spoken in leisurely tongue
    And knew together with you would always be a fight
    I tried to write a song for you but thought it best left unsung
    Realizing forever with you would ne’er be right

    ©2009 (All Rights Reserved)

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    poetrygal45 commented on Forever Never

    05-23-2009

    Wow! Now this is poetry!!!! One of the best I've read thus far. You are very talented. You'll go far!

    soulwriter commented on Forever Never

    05-18-2009

    Yes, I have left many a song unsung. I love that you can be tragically dark and also enlightening...Write on!

    Vampi commented on Forever Never

    04-29-2009

    I can so relate to this one. Another fantastic write and read.

    kdarcy commented on Forever Never

    04-22-2009

    good write, good read

    cliftondurant commented on Forever Never

    04-15-2009

    This is a beautiful poem deep meaning what a lot of people experince

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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