sic eunt fata hominum Date: Thursday, 1st May 2008 @ 01:00:26 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: iodinelove How far we have gone to undo the great clandestine fears that come with the first thoughts of love that are woven deep within us in our naivety, in our innocence, and burrows deeper in the first breaths of desire—forged by the memory of a happier time— when it is that we are less innocent, and yet more naïve. How far we have come, to find ourselves separate, and often times, alone. How far we have come, to wonder at the meaning of it all, and wonder at the point, but it comes that there is no point, and it comes that we grow older every day, and that we stop to think too often of the fear that clings to love, and we remember what we cannot do. We forget the sensation, and we cling to the pleasures of our physical love, because we cannot face the darkness within our own hearts, and we cannot face the fear of what we could have had. Sic eunt fata hominum. This poem is Copyright © iodinelove Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=142048