I see thee ahead;
Sadman my name is.
Years of scenes,
wavy dreams.
My heart is a chest;
thou can't see.
I saw thee smiling.
I saw thee parting.
A phantom is crying.
A promise to thee
is a burden.
I pledged my soul,
solemn the person am.
Not to bewitch thee,
not to lie on thee;
ever the fact flirtation is
a crime.
And my crime might have
this letter been.
May thou have to pardon me,
but please to pardon me.
For an old man in the sea.
For the poor, my lone
the sad man me.
YOU ARE READING
Poem Sadman
RomanceTo thee my memory becomes sharp. My memory is bleeding, and I may say goodbye. I leave you this, so this may bring you mine.
