Forgive me, I didn’t notice
but the World seems to have broken.
It was perfectly fine a moment ago
But it fell apart, after I’d spoken
Pillows creaseless and plump
Remind me of a companion, mo more!
And a wealth of love, all vacant
With Poe’s Raven upon the door.
I empathise with him, his loss, Lenore
Tormented and still compelled to utter
Her name. Reaching, hoping, lost.
A Raven enters with flirt and flutter
My Lenore has not gone, not Nevermore.
But absent, removed, an infringement
Of sustainable, recyclable love
An end to a treasured engagement.
You may wonder at ‘sustainable’
True love is not eco-friendly, not green
It soaks up energy like no tomorrow
Especially the fuel, that isn’t seen.
I wonder at this World sometimes
Why it breaks apart and leaves such
Indignity and open battle wounds
Proportional to how I Love You so much.
Don’t worry, she ain’t listening. She
Over me and already making a plan
Guess it all meant nothing
And she will find, another man.
Me, I have to lick my wounds
Try to come to terms, to forget
And still I hope against all hopes
That we are not over yet.
The Raven sits upon the placid bust
And spoke only, that one word, Lenore
‘Til I scarcely more than muttered
Other friends have flown before’
Lies
(This is as it rolled out.)
When your lover means the world to you
And you want to shine in her eyes
The truth will only make her blue
But your ego shouts white lies.
This is what happened recently to me
With the woman who is my world
My self-esteem winced out a plea
So I lied and grief unfurled.
I don’t want to be a failure to her
Rather to look at me, admiringly
And spare disappointed eyes, a blur
And be better, than she will ever see.
No malice, just an urgent need
To please and sparkle a while
To make believe and sow a seed
And encourage a loving smile.
For her loving smile, beaming my way
Lifts my heart to a heavenly place
And that is where I want it to stay
Yet frequently, I fall from grace.
There is no real excuse for lying
To the person you love the most
Appear as the failure you are, no trying
No pretence or empty boast.
One Poem at a time I think would be better.
I really like Poe and Me
"True love is not eco-friendly, not green
It soaks up energy like no tomorrow"
Got me thinking as I had read about Vampire friends that suck the life energy out of people.
But I never considered true love it that way.
Another illusion destroyed;D(
Keep it up as it does make one think
Charles, - Poe and Me
I really like this poem's play on Poe's raven, but I think I prefer the analogy of sustainable energy. I think there's more room to experiment with the latter.
I think you would be better off seperating these into two poems.
Habing said that- Your meaning is conveyed very well and your word choice is often very touching.
Did Poe ever find his lost Lenore you think?
Best Wishes
Debbie