And then you came...

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    And then you came...

    You came in my life when all i had was pain and troubles to live by,
    not knowing where to look forward and turn myself away,
    You came to me with so much of understanding and patience to listen to my heartaches.
    at first i couldnt let u know the things that i faced,
    but later u just touched my heart by the way u cared for me and accepted me just the way i was
    regardless of all that i had gone thru i realized that u did all my sorrows embrace.

    But at times i wonder why u came in my life?
    was there any purpose to all this?
    i could hardly bear the pain of being rejected by all,
    and even if i wanted to leave or part my ways from u i just couldn't,
    and i dint want to see myself go through the same troubles over and over again.

    I wonder sometimes, what would i do without you coz u care so much for me.
    i can't stand the pain of being left alone to fight this battle of life myself.
    i know it's not easy but there are times when u gotta let go things,
    cuz u know that somewhere down the lane u are gonna hurt someone who's against it.
    but i dont wanna fool myself and play with someones feelings...

    I wished i had a wish to make,
    i would chose to hold the hand of that one soul who made and still make so much difference to me
    and would rest my head on his shoulder and take a long breath and fall asleep forever thinking nothing at all,
    or maybe, just imagine i am done with my pain and that i have a beautiful way to go.

    i do not know what is this feeling called but i am thrilled to know that someone really cares,
    someone is really there for me in all odds,
    someone who will hold my hand and lead me by,
    someone who will let me feel touch the sky....

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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