The horizon of his mind is dark,
Black clouds of thought hang low,
When this storm breaks there'll be no ark.
She's changed the status quo.
I promised her the world,
And she promised me her heart.
I failed to see where malice curled,
I wish I'd known from the start.
She retains regret within her heart,
She never meant him ill.
She doesn't know how to impart,
The fact she loves him still.
She felt sure she loved him,
He made her feel alive.
Then love's light began to dim,
She want's friend's love to survive.
For infidelity he hates her,
And yet she is forgiven.
To stay friends she would prefer.
Yet we know that won't occur.
I like this, lovely flow.Only teeny thing I'll say is that the last verse's rhyming's awry from the rest of the poem.Keep 'em coming mate.Kev
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Alex Good poem dude - my side of black and deep. I think the rhyme holds your creative self back a bit. It feels contrived in that you are not quite saying what you want because you have to fit in the rhyme. It can feel quite liberating to let loose the constrictions of rhyme every so often and let the words flow in. Then again who am I to say - at the end of the day you are the one that counts. If you ever want to chat about poetry etc let me know and I will send you my msn. Cheers buddy Sam