Poems of a Clouded Mind

4. Love

A chance to tell the time again,

A lost significant,

A lust for a hug again,

And it's her that I'm lost in the insignificance,

Love the sweetest torture at my dismay,

A wrecked wrench in my cluttered clockwork mind,

A factor I can't deny,

Something that tells me remember remember,

But look into the future it'll never be the same,

A victory in surrender,

A fall into the pit of....,

Something intense,

Or so immense,

It's a baffle,

So I lean over the cliffs of the past ones,

And look up for those to befall my heart,

I jump and take in the pain, stain and nightmare struggles,

For passing through,

Leaving and washing in love again is life,

A love lost,

A lost life.