Thursday, 21 February 2008


Do you wonder if your choice was right?
Did you try hard to put up a fight?
Was it that easy to just walk away?
And start your life over again.
Would you notice her face in a crowd?
Look around when you hear her sound?
You don’t really know her, she's in your past
But these are questions she needs to ask .
You have a connection which is hard to believe
It runs through bodies, it's called your genes.
Until these answers are put to rest
You remain two strangers within her head.


Margie said...

Gosh, is that based on a true life story?
It's very good, Stacey!

Thank you!


Stacey said...

Hi Margie
Is it based on a true life story???
What do you think of the added part?
lots of thanks

ozymandiaz said...

If you are speaking of my previous "her", she has more than two strangers in her head, there is like a city in there.
I really like this work, my previous statement not withstanding. It brings up a lot of hard questions about the heart and the mechanics of love. So often we are driven by forces we don't understand, and it is hard to have control over something one doesn't understand.

Margie said...

Oh, I see you added that last part since I was here last night.
It's very good, Stacey!

Enjoy your weekend!


Stacey said...

Thanks ozymandiaz
Im glad you like this poem,I think its good to have a sense of mystery in it don't you think?


Carol said...

Wow, love your poetry, sadly I don't think I have ever visited you...

Thankyou for paying a visit to my musings..

I'll be back..

ekhosama said...

All ur poetry rocks, like rock and roll