- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Stolen Skies...
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Click here~ Stolen Skies ~
I can't purge her memory
From deep down inside of me
I can't turn the hands of time
Her silouette burning in my mind
Love I once dared to call mine
Searching for the heart I'd lost
Love is blind and I besot
She was a dream I'd once had
Foolhardy young gypsy lad
Sleeping under stolen skies
Tortured, tossed and solemn nights
Living life on borrowed time
Not a forint of my own
Hand to mouth, town to town
Among the crowd
Yet all alone
Michael H. Bodor
Copyright © 2011
- COMMENTS
IMspideyalmost 13 years agoAuthorIndeed A Disservice To Myself, but look what I'm learning already...
Desejoalmost 13 years agoFrom the sheer number of poems you are posting, it's clear you have a lot to say. However, you are not saying it in a way that is compelling to others and communicates any depth of feeling. There is a story in this that could be developed in any number of ways into a decent poem. I think you have things to say, but you are doing yourself a disservice by posting these poems prematurely.
