Unforgiven 2

In every spot of hate
And every burst of hope
There lies a dormant tide
A wave that's never late;
All that we can't cope with
All from which we can't hide
Sleeps and dreams in idle fate
Within this stagnant tide.


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Who knows what the future brings...

It's not important if we're ready for it or not, it'll still come...

Bitchin'...

All and every beam of light,
Caressing thoughts of loneliness,
Hath kindled dreams of pure delight;
Thy sky-blue eyes and lovely tress….
Until we meet I fear those dreams
Ne'er shall become fulfilled;
Gaily thoughts thou they may seem
Beyond the truth all life is killed…
And all I ask is one embrace
But I well know that’s out of reach
Yearn or not to see your face

To let it go you'll never teach me…

Eh, once again I stand upon the breach
And my soul is a stagnant tide
An abyss too far, too out of reach
So I can but long to be by your side

Don't you look here for some meaning;
If you're looking for some reason
Than you're thoughts are vainly leaning
Towards a logic that's out of season

By some twisted form of chance
And a fate that's slowly sinking
Your sweet poem I did glance
And betook myself to linking…

While deep within I felt stunned
And could not believe my weary eyes
By your order reality shunned
Came back haunting with desperate cries

I beg your pardon, I don't smile!
Well, maybe just a grin or two
And that's only, said reality vile,
Cause you, honey, force me to

And what's this laughing business here?
When did you see me light-hearted?
Well, okay, that's true when you're near
But not when we're so roughly parted

And me without a clue?
I can't be ignorant even if I act
Well, only when I'm around you…
Or anybody else, as a matter of fact…

Hm, come to think about it,
I'm more confused than I appear…
But still, I do see it fit
To bitch some more while I'm here

So bear with me a few more verses
That relate to your fair soul
Hold within all sighs and curses
Until this poem becomes whole ;)

You – stubborn? A likely tale!
You are as soft as a marble form
And your voice but a springtime gale
(During a clamorous thunderstorm…)

Your hand I keep safely in a damn thick vault
The key thrown away to be sure, just in case;
And when I think about it now, I pause and halt
Cause without a key even I can't get into that place

My questions are quite simple,
It's your answers that are hard
Masking all behind each wimple
But still they're straightforward

Oh, yeah, it's an irony of living
That you tell me more by absent words
Then by monologues you could be giving
To other people in deaf-eared hordes

So all kidding aside, you're one of a kind
And I hope that you realize that;
And I'm really not sure I could ever hope to find
Another like you, a canine pussycat :)


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Larpurlartizam na stranu, ovaj put mi je poruka bila važnija :)