Here I sit on my chair,
Wondering how it came to be
That nothing is ever fair.
Oh, how memories hurt me.
Your sparkling hazelnut eyes,
My yearning heart and mind
Made an instant spark as
We spoke against the wind.
Chaos, chaos, and some more chaos,
That’s all I’ve known being apart from you.
It was as if the arrows of Eros
Simply dissipated in our hearts on his cue.
Chronos was at his strongest when we were apart
But his weakest when we’re together.
Oh, how I hark for these simple days of us two upstarts,
Of deep conversations when everything was on a burner.
Nowadays, it’s all cloudy in my mind in where we went wrong,
I suspect I left it cloudy as I feel it was my fault.
We had it all when we were together, and we were so young
Then it was all gone like into the thundering clouds a bolt.
How I mourn our memories and how I keep them alive…
© David Silva
A starry-eyed optimist, daring to reach high for the stars… The optimist is called David, and he is Deaf to deconstructive criticism yet Hearing to constructive criticism. His personality, thoughts and emotions will be in his poems for you to deduce what type of person he is.