near
blinded from my dreams
from separate roads that we may take
places only you can show me inside myself
emptiness that always surrounded me
lessens when you’re near
fears that held me back
drown inside my courage
you’re needed here in my arms
until forever you’re needed near
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| beautiful | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
| colors | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
| mother | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
| near | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
| thoughts of her | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
| heat | 1 | 03/03/2010 |
| never again | 1 | 03/03/2010 |
| to the fallen | 1 | 03/03/2010 |
| you stand before me | 0 | 03/03/2010 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.