Triple Sonnet For My Gray Hours

My love is touching the sweetness of your kiss, I can taste it but I can't find our love's bliss. My new tear's curb crumbles and I feel to cry. Your mind is far away. I want to know why. Wrong thoughts cruelly wait for the fear to tape. The new terrors of love give them a sad shape. My loneliness becomes a shadowy yard, When to sink this reality it's so hard. A murky pond is love when we feel a whole I keep my questions while tearing my sad soul. Once it is tied with bleeding strips in yours, It can wrap my soul in bandages for hours. I wait for hope which will never come to me. This hope hunger squeezes tighter my soul's knee. I'm clinging to the past, where I want to hide That part of me that is still alive inside. While I wait for waves to wash away my pain, Big storms of hate can rise from your heart in vain. Deeply confused about how to think or feel, I talk and try to be your old balance wheel. I can live with hate while love is a wasteland, When your black death comes around for my soul's gland. I love you, and against you, I have no sword. I could change my way, but I pray to the Lord. I wonder if I will feel your love again, Or I must accept my resignation chain. It's an inner wow coming to my low lip, Like a song of flutes can be my sad last sleep, Like a burning fathom scratching my blue rain, Like a wish to kiss you, when I strive in vain, And I need you because I love you so much, When I love you, I mostly need your sweet touch. Blood is your wordy rain in my misty land, This relationship, the marriage can't withstand. I'm doing my duties with a selfless heart, Having a feeling of being set apart. You avoid me, and I can't express my thoughts. You broke my heart because I loved you a lot. Sometimes, you feel regret for my soul, when weeps. I am full of thoughts when you give me the creeps. With your betrayal, my love can close inside, I can't go on with this, but, at least, I have tried. Poem by Marieta Maglas