Melanie Walendowsky Baker


The Constant Battle - Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker

The possibility of proximity
So vague and so unreal
Begs for my attention
It doesn't matter what I feel.

It doesn't matter what is true
Or in the end what is right
My mind can only think
About holding you so tight.

The logic is still there
The reason absolute
But how do I survive
Without being mute?

The caginess around
The endless tempts of fate
Is always a reminder
of how long I have to wait.

And when I think of you
Where you are and I am not
I only come to know
That I am what you forgot.

And so I wage that constant battle
So stupid and so unswaying
But my longing is still there
While my hopes are just decaying.

(London,23 August,2002)


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  • Rookie Cory Jensen (1/15/2009 8:36:00 PM)

    I know there was a reason that I keep reading you..I'm impressed each n everytime (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 15, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 28, 2009


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