- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Oh Yesterday!
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In dirty linen soiled from sweat,
the dim light seeks a crack in the curtains to fall upon the eyes closed shut, tightly yet flickering, a mind trying to forget,
Tossed from dream to dream,
Where yesterday comes to haunt me from afar,
Where words are left unspoken and promises broken with every breath,
Where smiles aren't real, and a touch of a hand or a sweet kiss should mean much more.
Oh, yesterday,
Oh, yesterday comes back to me each night,
where forgiveness can never be given for so many dark and unworldly deeds.
Blue pills to relax, white ones to ease the pain but none to make the sleep come and send me so deep that the dreams dare not enter,
For when I wake and the linen is soiled, the sweat has stained the bed once more,
I welcome the time pounding at the keys, telling no one of my dreams, no not anymore.
- COMMENTS
Fandeboris3 months agoMy thoughts on yesterday don’t fit the bill
My visions are coming for me still
The keys do not slake the my need
But to only give me heed
My answers, few and far between
They don’t make the play only the scene
In the play of life these are my fears
My only regrets are my tears
