Forgive of me my poison pen
Venomous and bitter
You and I now poison friends
So much to consider
Your image conjured in my mind
Burns deep my wretched eye
Relief a balm I cannot find
Fair countenance a shallow lie
It hurts to scream, curse, and weep
Your name, unspeakable agony
Too much alike, it went too deep
By turns, wrath and melancholy
I miss you like a breath of air
I cannot sleep for fear of dreams
Cut to bone, my heart laid bare
Friendship is not all it seems
The emotional quality in this blows me away. Substantial. It flows so well, and the poem progresses nicely into your ending thought: 'Friendship is not all it seems' Pathos, darling, Pathos... Lovely, darling. Just find and dandy. Constructive Criticism: I can feel a hint of phrases Ive heard before, but no matter because this poem is your own Imagery: Great. Literary devices: YEAH! Content: Oh, man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And you said you couldn't rhyme.... Very well done darling! I really love the feeling you put into it.