Every Night
In a dark room
Our bodies collide
Burn in fire
Indulged in pleasure
The screaming has never been so wild
The beginning of the “Yes”
is the end of the “baby”
They go together side by side
But the “baby” is soon to be gone
And a name comes instead
A strange one bangs my head
A name repeated again and again
It’s not me I know
It’s him…it’s him
Every night
I hear you in your sleep
Calling his name
With so much passion yes indeed
With so much longing mixed up with pain
The name keeps banging my head
With no mercy keeps killing my soul
My aching body tosses and turns in bed
I’m afraid I’m about to fall
And with all these nights that pass us by
Every morning I wake up next to you
I just don’t know the reason why
I don’t ask for the truth and if I do
Would you tell me and say you’re sorry?
In that case I will forgive you
Would you make up some story?
I’m sure the silly me will believe you
It doesn’t matter what you’d do
I will still hear the name every night
And every morning wake up next to you
Copyright © Nissreen Dagash | Year Posted 2007
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