Treasure Island

christopher murphy

(03/04/1965 / nottingham)


the night draws in.
birds no longer fly.
i sit with a coffee,
the only sound is my sigh.
my thoughts drifting through,
the memory of you.
why does life turn around,
when the best you think youve found.
i look to the sky,
and take a deep breath,
dear lord tell me why.
you send me along the rocky roads,
when i yearn to be on the flat.
i guess ill get used to that.
i think of your tears,
upon your sweet face,
i would love to hold you,
but i know you need space.
maybe in years to come,
we may meet again,
things may be different,
they may be the same.
but deep in my heart,
ill still carry a flame.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Edited: Thursday, September 16, 2010

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  • q f (9/20/2006 4:55:00 PM)

    This is very similar to my writings, in my opinion at least. I shall look forward to read more poems like this. Good poem, nice flow, good rhyming. (Report) Reply

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