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I, with every ounce of who I am, need you...
               I need you to complete my sentence, my day and me -
     You are always following my thoughts,
                    Knocking on my every conceived notion to be let in -
                                                               ­                                                                 ­     Please, come in...
                 
I, fiercely want every morsel of you -
                       I want you beneath me, on top of me, in front of me,
But...        more than anything...                
                                         I want you beside me...
               Walking with me through this haze of a life together -
                                                          Figur­ing the world out as one,
                         Living a great adventure and setting the world ablaze...
                                                       ­                  All it will take is one word -
                                                               ­         

                                                               ­            Yes.
So far
we are
so close...


...so close
yet still
so far.
Eager morning light,
              nibbles her little by little;
*isn't it quite evident?
               she is  dainty and fresh!
Hello it's me
I'm here once again
I miss you so
the love
inside me
embrace the thought
how much I miss him
where did we go wrong
love never died inside me
love grew strong
why
why
why
he does not longer
want me
what did I do
love became
en empty nest
to whom
to who he is with
ran away from me
where did love go

to someone else
was I that bad
all I did
is love him so
is to love someone is it really bad
I thought he and I
would last a life time

someone came in the light of him
who came in between
I don't know

I guess she is better then I
I please him
as woman who loves her man
no matter
what went wrong

I guess another woman
took the place of me

does she make him happy
does he think of me

laying in bed
is empty sorrow
no one to
love
talk
share the days
until it's time to say good night

sometime a
man or a woman
go their way
what are they looking for

I was the woman for him
I
loved him
clean cook
made sure

he was pleasure by woman
who really loves him

now heart broken with sadness
how can I go on

love is to die
love is to be strong
unity we share

memories are their
photo's
by
family and friends

we all look the other way
for what reason
not sure

will he ever wonder why?
will he ever wonder
to come back to me?

she cannot go on
with another man
in her life

my life began with him only
I guess
I need to go one
keeping myself busy
not letting anyone come near me

there is a empty nest
one day
who may return

love is strong
I have that in me
with or without him
time goes on
the healing with start

inside my heart
I will never forget the moments we share
a love story
that drew us together

I will never find out
who came in middle of us
only thing he would realize

the door will always be open
we embrace our thoughts
children
marriage
unity of foundation
we started to build

all I wanted is for him to be
happy in
mind and thoughts
looking forward
to what we both dream of

now gone
who knows where
but here
I am

patience I will wait
by months go by

I will just take the toll
realize
he did walk out on me

to another woman
that gave him something
which I don't know

life is the sorrows of love
no matter
how much it hurts

the deepness of me
will carry out in time

no time for another
a time for me
doing the things
I love to do

is knowing
what i write in my book
is the journeys I thought were real
love came
love went
love went to another
woman
he found

in my heart

Hello it's me again
door is open
just knock
I will open the door
welcome him back
to my arms
by saying
hello
it's me
never stop loving him

he was my first and second third
man in my life

there was no other
wasn't room enough
for me to share

it was always him
hello it's me
I'm always home
for you to come back
love is strong
love within myself
is knowing

hello it's me again
i have no eyes to see nor ears to hear,
no speech beyond my teeth or any breath,
i'm dumb for lack of thought in front or rear,
and paralyzed to stillness in my death,

so by enchantment i am moved to ask,
do ever you adorn my stone with wreath?
or is even a wreath a burdened task--
a limestone needing pulleys to bequeath?

and if no wreath, are you yet moved to haunt
this resting place to whisper to my mound?
or does this too remain a task that daunts
you to refrain from passing by around?

i often wonder if my plot still yields
a headstone or the mark of potters field

(C)2012, Christos Rigakos
English (Shakespearean) Sonnet
looking from below,
                               my eyes fix,
on your pleasure contorted face,
in the acute urgency,
of a lush, leafy tree,
                             undulating sinuously,
in the hands of
                           the winds of sensuality,
**at the very moment of
                                    efflorescence.
When I look in the mirror -
Is there a reflection?
Or am I just a ghost,
With no purpose,
No motivation,
And with only one realization -
I am lost...
John Keats
John Keats
John
Please put your scarf on.
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