Fate at its most sadistic wrought this moral wreckage,
its pleasures hath dangled you before me and taken you away
leaving me in a tortured mindmess of madness before you,
with my heart on the same ground we've both walked
but at different times and different paces.
So, if shall I wait patiently for the unfolding of future,
will I perhaps run into you again someday?
A fine write Scarlotte, a most heart-renching read but still it is most eloquent! HG: -) xx
A fine write Scarlotte, a most heart-renching read but still it is most eloquent! HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How perfectly this sums up that horrible broken hearted feeling. Good stuff! Hugs Anna xxx