The fires of youth have long subsided
Primal procreation, obedience fulfilled
Mission to nurture, rectitude instilled
The wind of freedom and love collided
Woe for the grief I put her through
She who gave herself to me
And I who promised so willingly
A narcissistic daemon coloured my view
For twenty years she has kept her vow
Advances made were met with shuns
Lovingly devoted to our four sons
Yet she’s never been as lonely, as I am now
I awoke this morning to discover my age
Twenty years on my wayward ride
And the wind of freedom has all but died
If only I could, if only she would, turn back the page
My heart was captured on occasions
During the years of my demise
But never subdued, as I realise
The original love would support no liaisons
Why has it occurred to me, so late in life?
Now past is the bounty of passion and youth
That my mind could not see that my heart held the truth
She I lamented should still be my wife
More fortunately for me, I stayed with and still love my bride of 44 years. what is saddest of all is that one of us must pass before the other.
rege
Regis
your emotion pours from its cup...
my heart feels your sorrowing grief
May Love's Balm & Forgiveness Find You
Heal You & Embrace You
Vickie
Blessings,
Margaret
P.S. Good to meet you David and welcome to AD!!!
..we've all been there..I dare to wager that almost every member, on this site alone,has been in writhing pain because of the 'daemons' that berate the unsuspecting 'ego' in us all..
You opened your soul..indeed you shine.. :)))
thank you for the profound trip into your Being.
Blessings
Vesna
John
I have loved someone that I had hurt very badly, but that was when I was young and niave. Now I certainly would have done things differently. Live and learn I guess. Your poem hit me.
Ciao,
Ragno
David, here's how I look at it ~ those mistakes we make, those stones to stumble on as we walk our path, I believe are just simply "the way".
Ever,
Christine
Anna
Don't lament, you cannot change anything, and personally, one should never go backwards, so march on strong warrior you will be stronger for it all..
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
We all have our terrible regrets in life, and this piece is a powerfully sad one.