Tuesday, May 19

Memories- read at your own risk...

I went to that place today,
Where we made love for the first time.
The carnal desires burnt inside,
I kept wondering if it was a sign.

When I fed you those cold morsels steaming,
And lay in your arms asleep,
How dare I touch another man's lips,
I'll slash my throat and slit my wrists.

Every breath is torture for me,
But I live every moment for you,
Praying that I do so much good one day,
That there are no bad memories to renew.
-

2 comments:

  1. djMay 20, 2009 at 3:02 PM

    what i like abt dis piece is the last 2 lines.that little optimism of doing so much good that only good memories are there 4 u to live by.
    dese memories will haunt you forever, but i like d tone of ur poem which surely hopes 2 live a happy life sometime in the future .

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  2. IshyMay 20, 2009 at 9:32 PM

    well i'd be pushing daises if i wasnt optimistic!!

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