Triple Sonnet For My Gray Hours Poem by Marieta Maglas

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