THE RAVEN
Here I am out and
Having none,
While the dishes need
To be done.
Driving the streets
Till after two,
Makes me wonder just
Who’s who.
Can’t seem to find
The one just right,
Out on this lonely,
Lonely night.
Don’t want to go
Home alone.
And there is no one
To call on the phone.
Time comes for the
Needed sleep,
Of this life I don’t
Like to keep.
While knowing that
Up at the Raven,
Is the woman that I
Am crave-n.
Can’t get you out
Of my mind,
Wondering what I
Might find.
Knowing love can
Torture the soul,
If it is let out of
Its hidden hole.
C.D.RANSOM
Another amazing poem! And that feeling of nostalgia all over it made it even better! I like how you put those feeling into words.
Take care,
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Comment by xxhawkeyexx — July 4, 2009 @ 4:31 pm
Sometimes they work out just right. Glad you are enjoying them.
Comment by dansideas — July 4, 2009 @ 5:43 pm