Author: Clive B Ringshall
Was it me, who walked into a room of cold?
Is it true our love turned old?
We once were lovers of the day,
Forever and ever it seemed to last,
Then today at armís length we kissed and played.
Moving on is change in motion,
Change is the only constant that does not change,
Moving on and growing aware,
I need more today than you were then,
Love you I do as I know you do,
Moving on itís a new road, new me today.
Donít be a stranger, I wasnít aware,
Time to recover, Iíll write you again,
Did my lips offend you as they touched?
Was my embrace to tight the night I left?
Moving on it seems will have to do,
A simple goodbye would have felt clearer still.
My perception is you love me still,
My perception is time to recover,
My perception is loving you near,
However, my perception is now moving on my dear.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrye* (18.104.22.168) -- Friday, May 16 2008, 10:00 pm|
Hi Clive---deep emotions fixed into your words..movin' on heals--- what was left behind---sometimes what we WANT--is NOT always what we NEED--Good writin' from the heart--
i loved the part "was my embrace too tight the night i left?" lot of emotion felt there--do i do this or do i not type of hug--
|barb (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, May 16 2008, 11:29 pm|
your writing I love to read, never boring. good write thanks for sharing your feelings
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