Topic Posted by: Helen Doan
(nterisky4@hotmail.com
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Date Posted: Tue Dec 21 17:40:34 US/Eastern 2004
Topic Description: I see the leaves flutter
and it stung my eyes with tears
I ask why for wind came
When it didn't bring you here?
I hear those haunting cries
Of laughters running cold
And voices that can't find
their custom way to home
With images forgotten
And restless truths, untold,
Ghostly footsteps trodden
From memories ago...
It's no wonder clear ahead
Are nights thirsting for dews
Nights yenning to forget
The need to be with you.
The day when such agony
can gratify this wait
And avail my flow of tears
to route out my escape
When love fetters me no more
No more shall I covet
The heart that's always yours
and what of mine you kept.
When pain shackles in regress
Unlearning what I know...
I must've died a thousand deaths
before my letting go.
I see the passing of dreams
and it broke me down in tears.
I ask why for Dreams came
when they didn't bring you here?
A POEM FROM BOOK "IF LOVE CAN SPEAK"
By H.D. ELIJAH, ISBN 1-4033-5556-8
Available to order at all bookstore websites.
