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Our little group at my home tonight started going over poems and such. A few of us actually submitted a peom to Poetry.com. We all went through the same experiences. We were offered to purchase a book our poems were in (no discount), and we were all offered to accept an award at some ceremony.

I bought into the book thing because I wanted to give my grandmother a gift one year. I purchased 2 books, so that I could have a copy as well. I went and found the book tonight and saw this poem that I had written.

Good-bye

Never letting go
to the impact of her doubts,
chilling to the core
with each indication
the past does shout.
The grasp of my forgotten lies.
The pain,
The passion,
The past …
Flowing to her shores
of silent awakening.
Towards the rocks of lamentation,
to shatter my illusion of innocence.
The love between two thorns,
pricking at the stars within.
The realm of my very own dreams,
devoured by loves once hidden.
One of the hopelessness now remembered,
come to desire me away.
One of the present with content
to kill the pains of memories since lost.
Opening the wishes of three minds
only to feel the attention of
our welcomeing good-byes.

This was written regarding one of my past girl friends who wanted us to get back together. It was a hopeless situation. I can not remember who the other girl is. I think it was a woman that I would only wish that I could be with, but never had the nerve to act on it. I had really gotten depressed over both of them - one that I knew was never going to happen, and one that I didn’t want to go back to.

It was all that was on my mind at the time. I could not act on my dreams since I was so occupied with relationships.

My past girl friend was slowly waking up to the realization that it wasn’t going to happen between us. The lies would be those sweet nothings that you promise that you’ll be together forever. It hurts to go back on your word with the smallest things sometimes.

Anyhow, this poem appeared at the top of page 226 in The International Library of Peotry - Flowering Splendor.

Tags: Poem, Poetry, Good-Bye, Book, Poetry.com, Relationship, Love, Goodbye, Depression

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