by Christopher Shin
I sniff the air for the last time.
Maybe it is just for rememberance
of the first breath I took when
I was born.
Or maybe it is for the simplicity of
the nature to relive a memory long past.
In the end all I can think of
is the bittersweet taste of life.
Was it simply to forgive and forget?
I wish it would be that simple.
Is it to forget the soft white skin
that she had and the blue eyes,
or were they a deep green?
I tend to forget cause the jagged
pain of her absence tends to sting
me more then any hornet's bite or
bee's taste of my tender flesh.
I cling to my warm body as nothing else seems
to be real but the sadness and
pain of you.
Do I blame you for my current state of affairs?
No I can't blame you as I can not blame
the winds that blow against my skin,
nor the sun that burns high and burns my eyes.
So I swallow the pain each day like a foul ichor,
and say to myself that you will not hurt
And the pain is gone and the love is gone.
So thus life is but a dream, and I
Posted on 07/01/2003
Copyright © 2022 Christopher Shin
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Emily G Myers on 07/05/03 at 06:59 PM|
Gosh, this is so beautiful. I loved every word of this. Amazing...
|Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 07/22/03 at 11:53 PM|
a beautiful example of poetic heartbreak...i enjoy your library.
|Posted by Rula Shin on 01/15/04 at 11:59 PM|
I really enjoy reading your poetry Christopher...all the ones I've read so far bring back haunting memories of my own state of mind a few years back. Your words are very heartfelt. This poem is no exception.