Monsieur's Departure

[The Hatter]

I grieve, and dare not show my discontent.
I love, and yet am forced to seem to hate.
I do, yet dare do not say I ever meant.
I seem stark mute, but inwardly do prate.
I am and am not.
I freeze, and yet am burned.
Since from myself another self I turned.

My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
Oh let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die, and so forget what love ere meant.

[gryphonpoet]

The emotional movement is good and solid. The confusion and hurt is evident. Personally, I try to avoid the archaic forms of words. I am certain others disagree, that is just a personal choice.

A nice line here...

l4m8r053 said:

My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.

Overall, an honest view of a troubled time. Nice work, Keraz.