LOST IN THOUGHTS Options

[Guest_beulahkilborn781_*]

Tonite while dreaming in the fantasy of plight,
I overheard the din of my thoughts that night.
So pure, so pious and only for her,
I am yearning and longing for my lady love.

Wishes and blessings all are thine,
The world now looks so divine.
To myself I owe the promise I did,
With the bond of love neither strained nor undid.

Don't know why so strange I think,
Has the bond of love now left without the ‘pink’?
The life and the breath now standing on the edge,
Just like a man walking on a wedge.

Going on and on forever is life,
Has it a stop destined or ever it has mercy of thine.
The beauty of love is the pain that it gives,
With the nausea and sting that succumbs me to end.

Losing her is the biggest fear of mine,
Or its something actually destined.
Though she loves me more than anything I compare
All the smiles of the world look small and bare.

The fear that's there is actually tough,
With the confusion all around that blows me in puff.
Am I really not able to decipher my fate?
Or the thing at stake is really so late.

I know it’s not the final end,
The love will someday take over and stand.
Time flows, as does the sand from the fist,
Some day I’ll regain all that’s lost in the mist.....

[Sekhmet]

Hello there Beulah - and a warm welcome to this workshop site for poetry critique and development.
Despite your user name, I am assuming, perhaps wrongly, that you are a guy;
Please, please, please, be a love, and let us have at least a sketchy personal profile; and it would be a help if you used one of the Forums to introduce yourself. It would assist us enormously if we had an idea of your poetic interests and hopes, especially if you are hoping to develop your poetic abilities through mutual critique - it is only by receiving helpful and mostly knowledgeable criticism from our fellow poets that we can begin grow in confidence. It is so much easier to give these essential responses, when we know a little about each other.

'Plato's Pearls', is the forum in which you have posted your poem; but it receives few visitors - and is not unlike a reference library for other members' work - a resting place for favourite past poems. You can almost hear the echos of a museum there.
As Steve has said - 'Hermes Homilies' is the, 'Display' forum - where your poem will be seen, and critiqued by your peers.
I would be delighted to see it re posted there - where it can be given the attention it deserves.
Welcome again,
Leo