Sunday, November 7, 2010

Sonnet 17


How irrevocable the sudden shifts
Of feeling, loosing the bonds of two lives
So long held together. One holds, one strives
To break free; and with us one falls, one lifts
Himself with new supports - all those new friends
Who swarmed in dazzling, new interests found
Apart from what was shared before; unwound
The cord becomes, and finally it ends.
A counterfeit memory all I hold
Of what once was authentic to us each.
I trace the outlines vainly try to reach
The substance that is quickly growing cold
And with your newfound happiness I see
The biggest part of us it seems was me.


No comments:

Post a Comment

About Me

My photo
About all we get outta life is what we graze along the way.

Followers