Down the memory lane ...

[scottishlass]

I posted the following poem already during a serious bout of booze and other .. umm.. substances on 30th July. After re-reading it, I have to admit I didn't seem too pissed when I wrote it, even though it is sappy:

Once I was obsessed with love,
Always seeking, always fleeting,
Never turning back or pausing,
Always searching for that
One true emotion.

Once I was obsessed with love,
Blind to all other emotion.
Never really finding peace,
Blind to the one true love
That called my heart
And touched my soul.

Once I was obsessed with love,
That one perfect undoing moment.
Once I was obsessed with love,
Till I did not know
What I was looking for.

Once I was obsessed with love,
forgetting all but myself.
Now I'm older, still looking for
That perfect love, and yet
knowing it slipped right
Through my fingers.


I could never write poetry so simply and graciously ignore *LOL* - after all I ain't no Shakespeare

Comments

[elfnut.livejournal.com]

It is really a most lovely poem ... no matter under which influence ...

I think that looking back and sometimes seeing what lays behind makes the road ahead clearer. And the memories, happy and unhappy ones, more treasured, specially the lessons we learn on the way .

Lovely, and it deserves a load of Elf-huggles (just in case they may be needed, now or some other time)

Elf

[scottishlass.livejournal.com]

Muchas Gracias, chica :)