John Lentini

Tormented at Peace

 

            Stormy seas

            Grey skies

 

Beating tempest upon the windows

The trumpeting winds encompass me

      crash on before me

      in anger and hate

Before me I see

      my tormented soul

A man of calm

                  of love

                        of happiness

Torn be me on this day

I want her here with me

The love that can never be

      how it tortures me

 

My tears drip from the window pain

      distorting all I see

Tosseth the seas as doth my soul

Tormented for what I cannot have

At peace for what I know I have

 

Loneliness

Alone I am

Alone I have been and shall always be

      alone in mortal love

      but rich with amorous spirit

For I am never alone with this

      tempest toss in my backyard

 

She was my first love, and she will always be