Fear Thy LoveA Poem by Beranger
Previous Version This is a previous version of Fear Thy Love. Love never comes without fear The fear of losing before winning Fear of darkness, fear you disappear Love, my Beautiful Darling
Love is fear and fear is life Fear you’ll never be my wife When you’re my life, heart and soul, My love, unconditional
I shouldn’t have looked at your Gorgon eyes Because you’re the one whose gaze petrifies The poor little boy whose heart wasn’t brave For which you made him your eternal slave
But I had to look at your Gorgon eyes And let your poisonous charm enter my vein I’m now stoned in Medusa’s paradise Unable to move, yet still feeling pain
Such is my harsh damnation My eternal frustration For I didn’t see your love, My Darling, my Little Dove
Modesty took over me You were simply too pretty You were too good to be true So I couldn’t make it through
Not living love is one thing It’s even worse not knowing If you ever cared for me It’s too late, but now I see
Whether you don’t believe me Or you are punishing me Or you are living the fear That again it ends in tear
I don’t know if I should try Again, and once more I’d cry Or if again, like old times I should let it burn like thymes
See, I tried to kill my love To become the Loving Dead Everything I’d rise above I burnt my heart, not my head
But see my Love, here you are In my heart AND in my head Despite all the time I’ve bled And you’ll never close the scar
Cos when I met you, I knew What love was supposed to do I stared at those Gorgon eyes I couldn’t do otherwise
I fed on your beauty Like a vampire on blood And I drowned in a flood Of am’rous eternity
You’re the Devil of my soul, and I am the Loving Dead
My Love, my Darling, please free me Whether in pieces or wholly I am yours to do what you please But do not leave me in tears
For twenty years I’ve been stone By fear that truth would be cold The truth I feared to unfold That never I’d see the dawn
The dawn of our life, our love Married to my Little Dove, My Beautiful, my Darling, Who can end my suffering © 2011 BerangerAuthor's Note
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Added on November 23, 2011Last Updated on November 23, 2011 AuthorBerangerNorwich, East Anglia, United KingdomAboutStudying English has given me a great taste for writing. So far I only have three poems and the beginning of a novel. I hope to write more than this, but my inspiration, my only muse, makes me too mis.. more..Writing
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