Golden

by David Marshall   Apr 13, 2006


Is love worth while,
am I going the right way?
What makes me smile,
havoc or golden day.

I expected too much,
I wasn't being fair.
I asked for love,
but she didn't care.

I expected too much,
pains the price I pay.
I miss your embracing touch,
havoc or golden day.

Love is now my fear,
sorrow is now my fate.
Crying is all I hear,
gold soul is now too late.

You don't understand,
I wanted you to stay.
Life no longer grand,
havoc or golden day.

© Copy-righted by David A Marshall

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 18 years ago

    by robin milford

    Great poem i can relate to it

  • 19 years ago

    by Wasted Fake Smiles

    Wow, u kno u are one of the best poets ive seen in a long time. this was just..wow! i dont know wat else 2 say

  • 19 years ago

    by Whisper

    This is soo amazing! I love your word choice, the repetition you used, the meaning, and the way it flows..You have amazing writing!
    Luv Always
    Casey J

  • 19 years ago

    by Biscuit

    I like the repetition of 'havoc or golden day' adn this stanza -
    Love is now my fear,
    sorrow is now my fate.
    Crying is all I hear,
    gold soul is now too late

    ^excellent xx

Read All Comments (4)

More Poems By David Marshall