In My Breast Poem by Uriah Hamilton

In My Breast

Rating: 5.0


Weeping at dusk,
The heart only knows oppression,
Desire lingers like a disease untreated.

I’ve been loved
And hurt the one
Who bestowed such love.

The law of karma
Finds me defenseless
In emotional back alleys
And besieges me mercilessly.

In my breast
Is longing unfulfilled
Like a sea never quenched
With ceaseless tears.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Fowler 30 June 2007

A sad poem of eloquent regret. Beautifully expressed, Uriah. Warm regards, Sandra

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