|
And Then Again
by Anastasia Selby
What is love, with you?
What is in love,
what is recieving
or giving?
Where is your heart?
Not the one whereas inside your chest but
the one all the poets
speak about?
I see it in front of me
hanging from a rope
I'm holding
and yet you still
are able to lie to me.
You cry and apologize
but that has happened before.
And at the forefront
are all the things that have happened
before
along with the things that happened
last night
and this morning.
I look at you and I see a child.
This has to end.
04/19/2008 Posted on 04/19/2008
Copyright © 2024 Anastasia Selby
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/20/08 at 04:16 AM Sounds like some pretty tough questions. Good work, as always. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 11/23/08 at 05:25 PM This one clearly demonstrates how frustrating it is to be with someone who is not only insincere but perhaps one who manipulates, emotionally... alisa |
|
