Desires End?

we are never satisfied, let the longing end........

Where is the homeland

my soul craves

 

where is the love

of her fingers caress

 

where are those lips

that quench my hearts desires

 

I have sailed a sea of longing

 

I have drunk a brine of bitterness

 

now I hallucinate a hope

I fear is a construct at best

 

why is mankind cursed

with thoughts of the future

 

to be a beast

mindlessly in the moment

what a blessing those wretched creatures have 

 

to be a bird of the air

free from earths hold

without regrets of the past

 

oh to be free of destinies command

to be my own man

 

these thoughts are my evenings cup of tea

 

these dreams mock

as a mirage does one destitute in a desert

 

is fantasy the escape for me

 

is truth so burdensome

that to bear it would surely grind me to dust

 

where is the fountain that I may drink

whose waters quench the fires of unfulfilled passion

 

where is the question  

time is the answer

I continue on.   

Author's Note

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Reviews

[John the Baptist]

The last two lines provide the answer, Some things only time will heal.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou John for the kind reveiw

[ETERNITY]

Where is the Homeland your soul craves?
Where is the love of her fingers' caress?
Where are those lips that quench your heart's desire?
In the grave, David.
Yes, it will always be fantasy for you.
You long for Heidie. No one else.
Embrace Fantasy, Dave.
I've been fantasizing for a long time.
When you cannot achieve any other way, you'll need to cling to Fantasy. It's okay.
Your Fantasies can be Poetry.. They can be, and ARE beautiful.
As Beautiful as this your writing Always is.
Desire's Beginning. You are happy writing about her.
Follow your heart. She IS your heart.

[Dave W.]

As always thank you for the encouraging words, have a good day

[ETERNITY]

You love her David. Cling to her,
Love is Forever! You'll see her again.
Stay around for those children.