Release my hand and let me go,
Let me return to the river’s flow.
You’ve wedged me deep,
You’ve wedged me hard,
Away from the current,
And in the mud.
You’ve caught me in your tight, smooth grip,
And you won’t let me go.
I’m lost inside you, lost so deep,
But with that love comes woe.
I never meant for this to happen,
I never meant to be caught.
If I’d never taken that particular current
This loving would be naught.
It’s ambiguous, it’s ironic;
It’s sad and happy all at once.
But release my hand and let me go
And then forward I shall advance.
Author notes
A very subtle poem...lacking substance...done on pure impulse. Not my best work, unfortunately. It's basically about being caught in love and unsure about whether it's a good or bad thing.
Written August 8th, 2005
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Thanks, MUCH appreciated.
Stace -
I think some of the best poems I have read have come from impulse, keep on writing this was great xxx QueenT oo
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Aaaw I liked this..it's something very different.
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