Analgesic Vs Aphrodisiac

I'm lying unconscious on the floor,
We never talk face to face nor meet each other,
Always wishing of her presence by my side,
Singing a love song with her melodious voice.

Me on east of the river & she's on west,
Don't know the exact distance between us,
But want to make a durable bridge with all my best,
The more I want to get close to her,
The more I find her away in hush.

Her face as bright as full moon,
Her movement so delicate,
Her body so tender,
Her intoxicating deep blue eyes &
Her breath taking smile,
All those haunt me every moment,
Saying she's the one inside this heart &
Will meet her soon.

Neither I can hold her nor run after,
I'm feeling so cold & lost without her,
This tragic moment is killing me,
I have become an idle of laughter,
Intoxicating myself with this analgesic,
To reduce myself from being pathetic.

They say I'm a drunkard,
Yes I'm a drunkard,
Drunken to find my name in her lost memoirs,
Drunken to close the heart's door,
But this time forever.




Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2011-10-17 at 12:35

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A moving write, my friend.
You capture well the pain of absence and the difficulty in loving from afar. Your blue-eyed beauty must be a very special lady to inspire such winning words.
The final verse drives home particularly the struggle indicated in the title, I feel.
Applause!
2011-10-17