Words Much Like Poetry

when love is lost and all is frost I clamor for most only to get tossed all color is lost the fire is doused the life of a ghost has me as its host is life to me closed? while sentiment was forced I knew I had lost my wants, as always, paused all around is frigid all taste is tepid my appetites turn arid everything tastes acrid am I paying for what I did? aye, 'tis the price of my misdeed a waver from my principles solid a turn to the sordid my desire unsorted I turn decrepid I abandon all that is avid and fall into this darkness so rabid

What is this that overwhelms me so, makes me weak of resolve when I try to forget. My efforts to distract myself fail me, and all I am left with is emptiness without you. My mind cries for you always, mine heart calling to be answered. Every heartbeat calling to you calling, of the depth of feeling to be heard. The restlessness that has overtaken me, denies me peace and fills me with longing; a desperate need to be acknowledged and be of substance in your eyes. Why do you keep silent? I only seek to know your heart. Every time I draw near, you turn your face away from me. I only ask to be heard, the desire in my heart to be understood. The warmth of your laughter, bids my failing heart, arise. Bathe me with your shy glances, touch my hand as you pass by, turn to look at me as you walk away, smile at me so I may be whole. ~ Pandit, that sappy Indian bugger. Image: Vintage Art - Lady with Tennis Racket

her hair blew wildly in the wind the tiny cars seemed like ants how could this have happened? too bad no one can hear my rants he promised to be faithful right from that very rainy day he first gave me an eyeful I remember very well, it was a Thursday I didn't mind that he was married or that he had two beautiful kids I was intrigued by the way he carried himself. thus began the affair, hot and steamy I have never been so so happy this dark handsome man so dreamy O how I loved him! after three long months he finally left her I thought this was now it! damn! after fifteen years for him it was over we will now be together! DAMN! ------ tears down her cheeks, her eyes were red, we met a week after, to have something to eat and she was broken, inside; she, she just bled "as you make your bed, you shall sleep in it!" and she turned, and like that she fled! she had lost, HE LOVED ME! I had won, I was the one he wanted, this was love, i didn't care that she was on a mourn, I...