This month, Jilly’s is hosting a challenge to write the first half of a poem and then write the second half of another poet’s poem. I haven’t written my original first half yet, but I completed Jerennazuto’s Tanaga. Hopefully I did it justice. The original is in blue, and my addition is in purple.
If love or lust, you did ask
I would jump up & down to say
That love is where my mind lay,
Not heart, body, I could mask.
But you split minds like devil,
Gave two heaven, which to miss,
I treasure the days of bliss,
To make a choice, void of will.
I sit on the windowsill,
Through the window looking out,
Haunted by this inner shout.
Regret is a bitter pill.
This became a special hell,
Self in two directions stretched,
Are the keys to heaven fetched?
Dear, eternity will tell.