the way i am

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    the way i am

     I cant write any more and i wont write ,did you ever asked your self how i feel.
    did i  become prisoner on lonely island .that have no  one around.
    am i  like wind  in desert that have nor tree or grass to play with .
    that is just flying thrum warm sand
    There is light in me in middle of night.
    Silence. i am looking at moon out side how is  wiping  hes tears and i asked  way?
    He told me he is in love with sun  and nor the day on night they gonna be apart forever.
    I am not gonna write any more i am done .i am going in this little house and i am gonna sit in corner.
    its silence again ,your dark hair is playing melody for my heart .
    i don't wanna think about you not for one second i am closing my eyes.
    beware of my love once for all .
    There is secret i wont  tell ,ask my heart and he will.I love you.
    your smile on picture its all i  have and those three thousand miles distance why?
    why don't you let me sleep you bother me in dreams ,
    i cant do this any more ,stop. This is illness for my soul .

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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