August 11, 2012

 

 

She awoke one morning

and suddenly took it into her head

that after a lifetime pining for him,

he probably now was dead.

 

No-one could change her thinking,

nor could they make her stay.

As she set off on her journey

they watched her life drain away.

 

Her whole life wasted just hoping,

that someday he would return.

What a price to pay for love,

now that all the bridges burn.

 

And what, if when in heaven,

god forbid, he isn’t there?

And she booked a one-way ticket,

out of love-sick despair.

 

And what if all the time,

he was watching from close by,

and just around a nearby corner;

himself, a love-sick spy.

 

What fools, deserving of each other,

if ever two fools where,

to spend a lifetime apart,

when they could have been a pair.

 

 

August 7, 2012

 

 

They said she was social climbing,

but of her, he was very fond.

So much so, that he gave up his throne

for that gal across the pond.

 

 

August 3, 2012

 

 

 

It’s over

Just go, don’t linger.

We’re no longer an item.

It’s over

Be off, don’t look back.

We gave it our best shot.

No point in living a lie.

Vamoosh

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They joined bodies without

thought of tomorrow

when their normal lives

they would resume.

 

 

 

July 24, 2012

 

 

 

Write your number

on the back of my hand,

and soon I will take you

to the promised land.

 

 

July 23, 2012

 

 

 

 

It was all about opportunity

It happened

It shouldn’t have

But it did

And they just had to live with it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

They lay together

and the world stood still.

Two hearts as one.

No better thrill

 

 

 

 

After the split came the re-uniting,

and for a time life was quite exciting

But then old cracks began to reappear,

suggesting the end was very near.

So they parted again but remained in touch,

and still cared for each other very much.

 

 

July 19, 2012

 

 

Come and sit by me

You look so in need of a hug

If that chair is too uncomfortable

We could snuggle up on the rug.

 

 

 

 

I deserted you because

you were too soft.

You mothered me.

Smothered me.

Saw to my every need.

You should have been

more challenging, and

stood your ground.

Our relationship is dead

because you had ‘doormat’

stamped across your head.

 

 

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