A few years ago, I tried to write a poem expressing the above sentiment. I thought that since valentine’s day is coming and the pain from that episode of my life has since passed, that it might be a good time to share it with whoever might be reading this blog.
A wandering soul, alone and lonely.
on this supposed path of my destiny.
Tired, I rest beneath a roadside tree.
Sitting, I witness weary travelers,
stop by the side to admire a rose.The rose’s beauty brings smiles on every face,
its sweet scent refreshes the tired soul.
I, too, fell in love with this sweet sweet rose,
plucked it for company on my travels.She brought joy to a lonely sad journey,
but I couldn’t care for her, didn’t know how.
Desperately, I tried to plant her again,
to save her but she just withered and died.Hate myself for ruining this precious rose.
brian | 10-Feb-08 at 10:32 pm | Permalink
reminds me of as cities burn’s “terrible! how terrible for the city!”
am i a monster when i sink my teeth into her
when i don’t love her
when i don’t love you, forgive me darling
but love has nothing to do with this
it has nothing to do with how i can’t stop
until i get what i want from you
this is what real man keep quiet
it doesn’t exist if you can hide it
behind your teeth
and sleep at night, next to your wife
whom you love to much to tell her
that you don’t love her at all
but yes, so many times our human love cannot match the Father’s.
dawne | 18-Feb-08 at 10:44 am | Permalink
Unfortunately too few people realise that when you enter a relationship it’s for mostly selfish reasons.
iantimothy | 18-Feb-08 at 11:36 am | Permalink
I agree. I feel people need to do more self-reflection. I’ve been trying to do more of that myself.