© Copyright 2005 Poetry4.com
273. Lost Inside

Somehow I seemed lost inside
My mental capacity was diminished
I couldn’t collect or remember thoughts
Counting each second I wished the day was finished
My brain was but a grayish mush
No longer did my intelligence mean a thing
I was but a simpleton in love
Thinking only of romantic sonnets to sing
How could such a man as I
Who held himself in such high stature
Succumb to the frailties of the heart
And give in to the seductress’ allure
Had I not caught a glimpse of this goddess
Or let my nostrils inhale her devilish scent
I could have prevented such a thing from happening
And into a different direction I would have went
But here I now sit in a huddled mass
My heart bursting forth in joy
Just throw a beautiful woman into our lives
And even the strongest man will turn into a boy


Poetry