Unfinished Poem

Coffee Mugg
I look at an empty page,
Demons attacking, ranting,
Feelings of rage,
My heart no longer beating.

Sunk into a sea of turmoil,
Tranquility no longer being,
Now beneath the subsoil,
No longer seeing.

Days of splendor diminished,
With each breath I take,
Less I am finished,
There is no mistake.

I want for your happiness,
But it kills me inside,
Longing for your caress,
Tears will not subside.

When will the pain be lifted,
When will I live again,
When oh Lord, why me I cried
I cannot finish this .......

I love you.

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I am a 60 year old male, born and raised in Alabama. Have been in construction most of adult life, and had lived in Orlando Fl for over 30 years. Have now come back to Alabama. Could be considered an expert...  View profile

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  • Harriet Steinberg2/1/2008

    Great poem

  • Linda Ann Nickerson2/1/2008

    Sweetly said, although so sad, recalling the lovely love you had.

  • Elizabeth2/1/2008

    Your flower is beautiful, thank for the present of its beauty

  • Elizabeth2/1/2008

    Oh Ken this is so sadxxx

  • Lisa Renee.2/1/2008

    Now you've done it...you made me cry...so sad and mournful...nicely done.

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