As I Gaze Upon Poem by Nero CaroZiv

As I gaze upon her rose-wreathed locks of hair,
And watch her beguiling joyful smile;
It seems as I have drunk the very air
Her breath perfumes the long while:

And as I wake upon her gifted flattering line,
That same wild and witching lay,
I can swear my heart is as the one shrine,
That only one which owns her lovely sway.

Oh well her cold indifference upon me sets at last
I take heed and mark her scornful cheek
The eye averted as she passed,
And that spoke more than words could speak.

And yes, now by all the bitter tears
That I have shed for her in love prime
The racking doubts, the burning fears, —
Avenged they well may be by the eternal healer, time

Yet the nights passed in sleepless gnawing care,
The days that followed were days of endless woe;
All that she taught my torment heart to bear,
All that herself may mock since she never does know.

Frustration, desperation I would wish sometimes to see myself laid
Within an early remote tomb;
And yet I know I should forget how I was betrayed,
And stop weeping for my doom:

But this is a never lasting trend,
To carry on; live and love in vain,
Oh my wrung, tattered heart, be you content,
How long can you live and feed upon your pain.


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