Unnamed 1 - Poem by Salph Rage
Dim red lit memories
ruined by the foolish acts of youth.
I bite my lip in regret
Contemplations of what may have been.
Maybe it best to have reunited friends
of youthful pasts similar fondness
than imprisoned by responsabilities bond.
Then arrived to early to have conceived.
I've searched multiple that familiar face
each time held hostage again by her sign.
Hidden in pens vague vail of disguise
holds true thoughts of her when we were still us.
Graspsing memories like small smooth stones
I can pull out to caress in my hand
stopping time in that moment.
The first's mauve softness whispers her name in my ear
then of nervous touching and awkward teen embrace
Another bright and sun kissed.
running my fingers over its
smooth slick promise while they slept
I gave full freedom the word
that spilled unabated from my mouth
yet innocent and unscarred.
Since banished from the tongue
as if to deny future cost.
Comments about Unnamed 1 by Salph Rage
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye