I've been told I live in a castle In the air. Young and old, The latter's hustle And bustle Leaves me bare. Why should I care? Why do I care? Cupid's idea of a joke? I am getting broke Into a myriad Of unrecognizable, Unwanted pieces, Each piece glittering And shimmering Because of his love, The Sun. I am the one Lost in a period Of hopelessness And utter confusion, Butterfly kisses Always flying Just out of my reach, Which Is quite unfortunate. I've been infected with Myopia. Before it was anything but Utopia. Now it is everything BUT Utopia. (The Queen of Sheba Is connected to Ethiopia) Alas!Forever, I will be connected To Him.
Reason for writing:
This poem was inspired by a comment made by someone very close to me. We were discussing (or rather arguing) about the cyber relationship that I was in at that time. She didn't think it was going to work out and thought that I was just building "castles in the air". The relationship itself was going too well because my 'cyber-lover' was not getting in touch with me as often as I would have liked him to. By the way, this guy was sixteen years older than me! So basically, this poem is about all the doubt and confusion that was going on inside me at that time.
Birth sign: Leo
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