Poem - ghosts

[the_downtrodden]

once one has tasted
the lover's sweet caress
and felt the heaven
in the slumbering arms of your love
there can be no going back

any return to the lonesome nights
spent wishing, spent mourning
is a rebirth to sorrow
and the haunting of every morn that breaks
by the wandering ghosts of her touch

-K'Har-El

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Re: Your poems

[the_downtrodden]

All the entries that have titles beginning with "Poem - " are entirely my own work. On my first post, I quoted Shakespeare, and I posted a Wallflowers song once, but everything else is myown. The "K'Har-El" at the end of the poems is my taken name, though I also go by my given name "Zane".

I write what I feel, and feel what I write. Some poems, I've sat down, feeling inspired. With others, the inspiration has stumbled upon me, suddenly. I can remember many nights that a few lines would flash into my mind just as I lay down to sleep, and I have to just reach for the pen.

Many of my poems hold a special meaning, though I don't really expect anyone else to understand completely. I'm also afraid that some might read my work, and take it the wrong way, but what great soul wasn't misunderstood? Please don't think, though, that I'm writing looking for attention. I really mean what I say, and if I write something, it truely is important to me.

If you like my work, please, read on! I have many poems posted, and will post more soon, when I have the time to type them out. My AIM/Yahoo ID is zane223us, if you'd ever like to talk, and I'd love to see anything you'd like to share with me :)

~Zane