poem_238_His_Words

Why do you refuse me

The pleasure with you

In being there

For your first tattoo



But through the bush

A straight forward reply

That brought me back

To a moment of cry



“Last I knew

It seemed that you

Weren’t a major part

Of my life anymore”



I see now where

I stand to him

In his distant

State of grim



No matter what

I seem to do

I’ll not be able

To construe



How he thinks

Or even feels

About us now

Since he conceals



Not speaking the truths

Avoiding the answer

An elegant linguist

A true verbal dancer









Inspired by:/Dedicated to: Shadow Jovan Silvas

Created on: February 27, 2009 – 0436

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Afzal Shauq's picture

it's really a very good and inspiring poem with good logics and idea,,,I read through your few poems...you seem a good poet.. hope you go throughmy poems too to know your comments..well done