Sometimes I ponder and stare,
Into the chill of her lifeless eyes,
Fixed with a smile of friendship,
Trying to hide disdain,
That curles at the edges of her lips.
Feeling the pang of a freezing touch,
Icy cold and foreboding.
And I wish you were alive,
in my eyes you always were.
Only reality strikes my cheek,
Exclaiming: "She loveth me not!"
And I awake from my reverie turned nightmare.
A face i dreamt in color,
a smile of sweet pink ardor,
are now frozen cold in marble,
a showpiece of the palace.
And i love this piece,
Of carved stone that I kiss,
For it reminds me of a love,
That once was and then no more.
Just when I imagined the ideal,
In vain I carved it
In lifeless milk white stone.....
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Bila Retak Kota Hati: Part II - Loss
PoetryWhen the City of the Heart Breaks. Part II -Loss An Anthology of Love, Loss, and Learning. A collection of Poems. (Best read in 'Hoefler' font) Cover: A Mermaid (1900) John William Waterhouse
