Ocean Deep Poem by Doris Cornago

Tonight we hardly talked you said you need

More time to be on your own, I understood

But sometime during the night you passed by

I saw your shadow and my heart skipped a beat

Of course I did not make you know of it.


You said that you will talk to me if and only

speak of something that benefits humanity

Such a miser you are to give away what's mine

when I have given you all and more of my time

You were a picture of detachment and walked away.


Heart's now a stone, like how you taught me

Be detached, help but not to care too much

Or do not care at all but be an ocean untouched

Even by a thrown stone, which could prevent

Detachment, or the recognition of an emotion.


Such a glib tongue you have but I hold my own

We could always end in friction, better stay

unaffected but doing the work for many nations

Together but staying in separate corners, smiling

but masking cordial smile with a stern tone.


This morning the cold wind slapped me awake

Slept late viewing videos of hunk with spunk

Don't mistake, it is all for you as instructed

My mind is full of icicles with your detachment

and now I see viciousness covered with a thong.


Woe be upon me, seems like my own determination

Brought this condemnation upon my whole self

Eyes have bags, head woozy from lacking sleep

Turned on the audio you sent me, quick voice

rattles me awake, reminding me of ocean deep.