Star Crossed

An Image forms

inside the mind

amongst the roses and vines

your face appears 

its crystal clear. 

I loose my breath, 

I loose my mind; 

a face I haven't 

seen or laid 

my eyes on,


you left.

You creep

in my dreams,

like the ink of the nite; 

sad enough 

they seem to be

all I have left.

That which remains, 

lie, smoldering, 

in flames. 

Forgotten, all because 

I walked the wrong 


All because I desided 

to choose you.

Woe is my soul

lamenting our sweet sorrow

we were to meet 

forever more, in flesh, 

mind, and soul. 

 our tomorrow

never seen


played a single beat. 


in love. 

Poetry by montana
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Written on 2016-05-31 at 09:15

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Sadly and beautifully written.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
it's good to read your poems again. they describe an interior journey, a sense of where you've been, what you're thinking—to the extent you care to share. they're reflective poems, the images of looking into mirrors, looking into yourself, work well. there is a haunting sense about them.

bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!