In a clouded haze....

In a clouded haze....

A Poem by Matthew Kult
"

......sitting here alone thinking of you

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Sitting in a clouded haze

counting my numbered days.

Memories of you are all I have.

Some even make me laugh.

 

My favorite remains under the Oak tree

We were both filled with glee.

Sitting side by side

our love with no where to hide.

 

You were in my arms.

Courting you with my charms.

We shared a gentle kiss

and that's what I miss.

 

Sitting in a clouded haze

counting my numbered days.

A tear falls from my eye

as the memories make me cry.

 

I remember how we use to dance

using it as a chance

to see who could be more of tease.

But we would always please.

 

Started with the touching of our lips

then the grinding of our hips.

Intoxicated by your scent

true love unspent.

 

Sitting in a clouded haze

counting my numbered days.

Wishing I made a better choice

so I could hear your voice.

 

Haunted by that day

Late last May.

You said we couldn't be,

that you were leaving me.

 

I didn't understand why

Just wanted to try

You said my anger was too much

and you no longer enjoyed my touch.

 

Sitting in a clouded haze

counting my numbered days.

You promised me our love would never end.

Guess it was a gamer of pretend.

 

I didn't know what to do

but I never meant to hurt you.

I needed us.

It was a MUST!

 

You were MINE!

Everything will be fine....

but the rage...

Now I am in this cage

 

Sitting in a clouded haze

counting my numbered days.

© 2010 Matthew Kult


Author's Note

Matthew Kult
First draft of the poem, please let me know if its worth putting more effort into



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A transition from happy memories to heartache Your rhymes make this a smooth read, and the repetition of the numbered days encapsulates the feeling. One wonders what happened on that day...why are you in the cage? Intriguing and leaves the reader to interpret the possibilities. Well written for sure.

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yeah agreed this is very emotional definitely one of the best great write dude

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Whoa! this is amazing, it really is. This should have been first. This is powerful and deep to me. You have an amazing flow and rhyme scheme. I like this write whole bunches. Congrats on your win as well.

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Wow this is wonderful, i really like the emotions in this.

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Posted 13 Years Ago


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This is lovely:) The memories, the Oak Tree is awesome! Definitely worth going over although, I like it as it is lol It has an element of "Shawshank Redemption" to it, but thtas just me lol
Beautiful poem
xx

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Added on July 19, 2010
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Tags: Loss, death, Miss

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Matthew Kult
Matthew Kult

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