Sunday, 21 February 2016
Foolish Me
I miss He!
A new friendship exciting can be
Excitedly, through my poetry, we came to be.
Admonishing me, in my recklessless
In agreeing that he joined, my web
My spiders web said I!!
But how could he read my poetry,
If I didn't agree that's the only way!
To read my words...
We talked & talked animatedly endlessly...
From morn through the day we had much to say
Intensely was, he right there before me saying hi
Every moment at any time would say good day!
In the darkness of the night shut up we could not.
Now can't even pass the time of day!
But foolish me went along with he
Chatting endlessly so good was he at listening
Or so thought I!
Enough of me or me of he could have had not.
The ambivalence within me
Myself I could be with, he perpetually.
We talked about everything & anything
Without barriers, frontiers we had none,
I miss he!
Believe, could not we had much to say
Enough of the other had not in any way!
Until he admonishing me
The words I'd use what I'd say
Getting annoyed at whatever I'd do or say
More f...ked up than me anyway!
Big mistake, said He.
Mistakenly!
I can only be me, myself!
Know not any other way to be
Up front that's me
No pretensions about me
An open book I am always will be
I miss He!
There, he's not for me,
After, all there's nothing at all we should be
If friends we can not be
Lonely, feeling so lonely!
Without our words, mourning he.
I miss he!
Carrying this ache within me,
I know not why it should be!
But he cares not want's not to pass the time of day
All my life, why apologising should I be
Apologise, I do not for being me!
Why should I care
How can one turn so suddenly!
Surprised I should not be
Those that I care, turn off, care not for me!
A new leaf I shall turn a new chapter
Caring not for anybody, a fool I must be
Foolish, foolish me
I miss He!
By Connie James...
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