Vasto Grom (01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)
Still love her
My heart was pierced by cupid.
I disdained all glistening gold.
There was nothing that could console me.
But my goddess I longed to hold.
But now she doesn't need me.
She's in the arms of another now.
Sadly though I had foreseen this.
I'll never know what happened or how.
So now the old Eric is dead.
This cruel world tore him apart.
And now that its my turn.
I don't need this bleeding and broken heart.
Though she has greatly pained me.
If she calls I'm come to her aid.
Because I will always love her.
And because of the promise I made.
So now its finally my turn.
To go out and have some fun.
No more do I want to find love.
I no longer need anyone.
For the first time in my life.
I am finally free.
And now the time is upon us.
For the world to see the real me.
But I'm still in love with that goddess.
And I will love her for all time.
My one wish will always be.
To one day call her mine.
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