I cannot
and I will not
No, I cannot love you less
Like the flower to the butterfly
The corsage to the dress
She turns my love to dust
my destination empty
my beliefs scattered: Diaspora!
Who set this course - and why?
Now my wings beat -
without purpose
Yet they speed.............
Spike shares with us his own experience of what we have all known at some time - unrequited love! Though by no means an innocent-in-love in his own life, he knew something of how the heart can sometimes prompt us towards one-sided, illogical and painful attachments.
I give this so called poem 1 out of 10 because there is no zero, but I do like a lot of Spike's stuff
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who set this course - and why? Now my wings beat - without purpose Yet they speed........ very good poem. tony