Cold eyes,tight
Telling me to go away from where
I once lived in the warm glow of love.
Now cast aside,like plastic wrapping the chocolate eaten.
That special smile once for me,now on another shines,
And i am left to think of what should or might
have been.But I will find another soul
To love and cherish me,and live
Without another thought of your
Forbidding,cruel, rock hard,
HEART.
ouch i
feel your
pain in this
one .
so you are a shropshire lad
i was just listening to housman's tape
read by james mason
i wrote this poem after reading one of your poems
HONEYSUCKLE
the bush of honeysuckle
.. God's silent chuckle
© S N Shriver
to A R Lewis http://www.postpoems.com/members/taffy whose description of honeysuckle vibrated in my ears
i have a poem with the same title.
i like the last few lines.
pls comment on my poems.
thanks.
i write alot about love too i would say most of my poems are love poems so i can very much so relate to this bitterbitter-sweet piece maybe a little more bitter than sweet. Peggy/ egyptiandoll thank you.