Cast Of The Willow's Shadow Poem by Brooklyn Joy

Here I give to you the seem less sense;
Of the timeless clock still ticking;
Giving lonesome feelings a new suspense,
And my thoughts of you keep sticking,
Into my mind with a mockin bird's cry.
My soul cannot take your hear's shallow ticking,
For I can see deep into your mind's eye,
But I still smell the taste of your first hello;
A new rush had inflicted me head to toe.
Why did your love on my heart have to cast a maleficent shadow?
Why did you pull my strings in your puppet show?
Yetlook at me today, for I cannot be moved by your woe,
Or even pity that burdened eye of a vacuous raven.
Only to you shall my visious hatred I bestow;
Into your superficial mind so deceptive and graven;
That now lies deceased in your limp body, forever inthis contiuous tense
So slowly I leave your grave stone wishing you an eternal hellish haven.