Matthew Edan Oliver Palma
Apprehensions - Poem by Matthew Edan Oliver Palma
I despise this feeling...
This uncertain fearing...
Of things that are transpiring...
Signs that love may stop blooming...
And so the mind begins its questioning...
Should I keep on pursuing?
Or must I cease on waiting?
Shall you ever go on deciding?
Or will you keep things hanging?
Must I again do some begging?
But alas this time I must do some thinking,
Decide whether my thoughts shall be love's undoing,
Whether my actions and words are of me unbecoming,
And all of these things has gotten me apprehending.
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