I look up at the clear blue sky
with no stars to wish upon
tears it brings to my eyes
a sparkle and a cry
Never can I comprehend the games people play
men and women lose for their heart's desire
Isn't that a large price to pay?
With no sleep and agony to mull over
why is it, I ask, lacking love and luster
what is life if you pass by it sober
Through the night's sky, I want thee to be
in love for sure, in love with me
through the indecisive pauses
through the splits it causes
My love it ponders, my love it wonders
my love it waits, my love it breaks
my love it loves, my love it hates
Lost shadows of the last matinée sun
threatens me at closure, in the forward step, I intend
the passion that makes me jump the gun
a mistake to commit for years to come
Yet the blame is on the people and me
For we are the true criminals
pure as I can be, because it is I
through the night's sky beckon thee...
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for once, u have written a poem i can comprehend! n tz so sravanish ;).
keep the ink busy! and start my english classes soon please.
"what is life if you pass by it sober"
love that line :)
it's weird nah...that all the melancholy and the wishfulness (is that a word?) comes in the dark of the night. Or is it that in the light of the day, our eyes are too wide open to notice?
Love what crumbs said.
My love it ponders, my love it wonders
my love it waits, my love it breaks
my love it loves, my love it hates
says it all, and the last line is exactly how I feel..
SO much in love, I am..
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