Scarlett Charlotte


On Regret - Poem by Scarlett Charlotte

High you hence the moments gone
Another moment slipped
Passé days they fade away
Cross sullen memory tripped

I could have done a thousand things
In all the times I tried
I could have said a thousand things
Instead, I only cried.

The years that went so solemnly
Like a sundry funeral pass
And I am left to bear the pall
For the rampant lower class

And there you stand unwillingly
I dreamt of you last night
But you squirmed to get away from me,
In sleep, you even fight.

It's moronic to look at you
With only sheer regret
To dream of shading those blue eyes
And hold you shallow, yet.

But tell me false, I'm over dreams.
I'm sick of pure delight
But never sick of what you say
However, try I might.

But one more day, I'll dream again
I cannot hold fast still
I stow my dreams at easy reach
Upon the window sill.

So high you hence, My shallow muse,
Go to someone else
For others need to need you now
And not my greedy self.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 9, 2009



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