Treachery At Large Poem by Thanyarat Komolsingsakul

I have trodden on many a treacherous paths,
Though not treacherous-
In the treacherous sense,
Yet treacherous e'er they were.

In thine perilous web..
Thou hath me enthralled,
From mine old true self..
Was I forever stonewalled.

At last! Eyes wide!
I saw of that which was left in hide..
The gleam of youth doth time delay,
The plight of life in molt portray.

Love cures,
Supposing love..
Lasting patience holds.
Many a times..
Likewise..
Love doth not suffice.

(2011-07-13 15: 46)