Tell Me Poem by Scarborough Gypsy
Tell Me
Give me the answers I request,
What more can you do when you’re doing your best?
How much can you take when you’re put to the test?
Where is my home, my place, my nest?
When do you know how much love to invest?
Who can you trust to ease the unrest?
Will anyone hear, when I protest?
How long will I wait for the absent guest?
Where is the sense I once possessed?
Won’t somebody show a little interest?
And If I’m rejected, will I regress?
Don’t I deserve to make some progress?
Is it dangerous to let my thoughts be expressed?
Should my brain be dissected and reassessed?
Oh, how can you joke, how can you jest?
Would you like me more if I undressed?
Could I be your ultimate conquest?
Does it ease the pain when we’re caressed?
You are so good at rhyme - I envy you, I am pretty lousy at it! A great poem I thought - I could feel your frustration. Good on ya! (My first husband was an Aussie) ...
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5/7/2024 2:10:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So, let me see if I have this right - up is down, down is up, back is front and front is back! If I have this figured correctly, sooner or later, you will have come full circle and be right back where you started, RIGHT? Oh, well, as long as the journey is worth it. Scarlett