Treasure Island

David Musoke


Atlas


How long will my punishment last?
Do my brethren share my fate?
My arms grow weary but I get no respite
My life is constantly before my eyes despite it all
The universe is the mirror of my failures and triumphs
I am bound by the cords of time and sins of my life
I would welcome death with open arms but they hold a different burden
Time passes and from their memory do I fade, only in legend and myth do I live
My tears cannot absolve me from her memory nor will her forgiveness lighten my load
My hearts clings onto the past for I have no future but this
Does anyone see my tears when it rains?
Does anyone feel my heart aches during earthquakes?
My sweat is like rain in a desert as it streaks down my cracked skin
I can never seek forgiven for my resolve, but only think of revenge
I stare at the stars and see her face, does she see me?
A slave to her scent have I become, the winds of remorse and regret blow it away as I gain relief
'Maybe she will free me, ' I hope without hope, for even truth mocks me
Mocked by her once sweet laughter I seek relief in my pain, a pain she will never know
I carry all her sins, I bear all her world's problems' on my shoulders
Do not be enslaved by her beauty and grace new-born
Do not be infatuated with her scent new-born
Look up and you will see her.....my lover....my punishment.

Submitted: Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, December 04, 2013

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  • Gajanan Mishra (12/4/2013 5:43:00 AM)

    I like this.. my lover.. my punishment. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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