It's As If From Me Away She Has Flown (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

On stage in life's great amphitheatre
I see in the throng of people her sweet face,
where she does not care that I do love her,
as she do me from her own life erase.

Out of control my life is careering,
her words and acts do not make sense to me
and slowly memories are disappearing
while for months nothing of her I do see

It's as if from me away she has flown,
she does not listen when I am speaking
and in what my life is I am alone,
it's as if she is vengeance seeking

as now she is passionless and icy cold,
while in vain to sincere love I do hold.
© Gert Strydom