Lost And Found
[This poem is dedicated to all those who have lost in love but found something (more) wortwhile in time....]
Dost thou think two souls are one?
Methinks you’ve just begun
To know that there’s a friend
From the beginning to the end.
Dost thou think your love is true?
The sweetest drink turned bitter brew?
If thou hast seen the potion’s dreg,
Then thou drinks from Lovelorn’s keg.
Now time has passed, and its quite true,
That memories don’t leave like people do.
There’s time and space for your dream;
To replay every aching scene.
But does it tell how you fare?
Or is that now beyond your care?
You need to live and love again;
No complexity can be so plain.
27th April 2009
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