You Can'T Come In! Poem by David Lewis Paget

You Can'T Come In!



‘If only we could go back, ' he said,
‘To dot all the ‘i's and ‘j's,
I'd certainly have a Captain Cook
Again, at my wayward ways.
You must admit that it started well,
There was lots of love to begin.'
She said her piece through a crack in the door,
‘There was, but you can't come in! '

‘But surely there's time to talk it out,
We've been together so long? '
‘You said you'd talk, but you'd only shout,
The things that you did were wrong! '
He slumped against the post of the door
And thought of the things he'd said,
‘If only you'd let me in once more,
Without your love, I'm dead! '

‘There hasn't been love for many a year,
That flew when you made your choice,
You said, 'I'll be working late, my dear, '
When really, you went with Joyce.
You treated me like a perfect fool
When you came in late in the gloom,
And crawled in bed with your back to me,
I could smell her sweet perfume.'

‘She never meant anything then to me,
She doesn't mean anything now! '
‘That may be true, but I'm telling you
That marked the end of my vow.
I should have cut you adrift before
But I had nowhere to go,
So now, you'd better go find your whore
Or sleep outside in the snow.'

‘How could you be so cold and hard
With all that long in the past? '
‘I've taken a look at that self-same book
And found me some love at last! '
She stepped aside from the open door
And he thought she'd given in,
But a man stood solid, blocking his way
And he said, ‘You can't come in! '

Thursday, July 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: horror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 17 July 2014

A very nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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David Lewis Paget

David Lewis Paget

Nottingham, England/live in Australia
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