"unbridgeable" poems
The Games we play
This is not an English poem, the fear of showing
emotion, look at my stiff upper lip, wrapping
words of love in cotton wool. The truth is, my
Dear, I don't care for you, but my cowardice is
a deep river so profound I can't come and say:
I don't love you anymore.
Flowers sent, the ring I gave was out of pity
and guilt hoped you would sense the chill
behind the gift and frigidity of feeling.
Under a cloud of pusillanimity, we'll wed, live
near a hairdresser salon for you, and a park
bench of Autumnal leaves, for me.
Unbridgeable the distance between us, I will
go on dreaming, and you will scream at, my
passivity till there is no reason left,
the useless wind brings no seed to replant.
This is how it will end because I lack the gut
to say simply. “I don't love you anymore.”
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 6:07 AM UTC
and the madness ceased
when someone else arrived
a light
a flare
perhaps an expectation
maybe just a friendship
Took her away from craze
whole was finally ended
leaving only the muddy ooze of memories,
stars mislaid in the sky, made of dreams,
of unbridgeable hollow, of lost hopes or discovered
The end... can not possibly be a new outset?
Love has no end
simply changes the source
and life goes on.
At all!
He'll never ends
...alas
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 5:14 AM UTC
Reaching out from the feeble space of my world
For something real to come into existence
To burn from the canvas of imagination
Yet immediately entangled in an infinite confinement
Staying forever trapped
We look for authenticity, we crave for creation
Feeling the need to be someone who can be not
While riding the unbridgeable wave of determinism
Still, riding it, we can
So, place your feet with faith
Breathe in all the air you can
Then plunge forward and become
A blinking shooting star
A spear of joy
Life calls you, that's all you need to know
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
We are broken lines
Apart and unbridgeable
Headed to nowhere
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 9:24 PM UTC