Love Gone Astray
There were times when I knew the hard past was a bear,
and when most of the days of my life were unfair.
It was during my moments of weakness I stood,
far away from the damage of timely despair.
Could I feel the cold fever of love gone astray,
with much worry and anguish brought forth to my day?
I need not things that cure heartache, just romance pure,
in a light of not knowing if you would be there.
Is this heartbreak a curse that I’ll always endure?
Must I always be absent from love to uphold,
when this rush of excitement has always been told.
It was when I least noticed that you were my hope,
and when you came from solace outside in the cold.
Can I ever be rid of the times when I’m pained,
where I need not good moments that never remained.
So I sit here and ponder on love gone astray,
with much torment and trouble that had to be sold.
There were times when I knew not if I should have stayed.
Anapestic Tetrameter - Poetry Contest
Craig Cornish
January 8th, 2018
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