TANGLED in thought am I, Stumble in speech do I? Do I blunder and blush for the reason why? Wander aloof do I, Lean over gates and sigh, Making friends with the bee and butterfly. If thus and thus I do, Dazed by the thought of you, Walking my sorrowful way in the early dew, My heart cut through and through In this despair of you, Starved for a word or a look will my hope renew. Give then a thought for me Walking so miserably, Wanting relief in the friendship of flower or tree, Do but remember, we Once could in love agree, Swallow your pride, let us be as we used to be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RECRUIT by ROBERT WILLIAM CHAMBERS EPIGRAM: A LAME BEGGAR by JOHN DONNE AFTER DEATH by FRANCES ISABEL PARNELL AUNTIE'S SKIRTS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE ANGELS OF BUENA VISTA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER PANEGYRIC by ABU BAKR MUHUMMAD |