Happiness is when.....
I see your loving face
I hold it in my hands
and prepare for an embrace
...
I hate myself for my sin
my one and major crime
My body feels as weak as tin
the bones much thinner than a dime
...
'what would it be like.....not
to hold your angel hands?
Not to kiss your blushing cheek
so smooth and soft like sand'
...
I saw a couple walking by
fighting with each other
The noise made some sparrow cry
my heart was painfully bothered
...
Waking up to a dark dreary world
the drug is in affect
My head has gone off
where is this place?
...
Have you forgotten? .......
how we first fell in love
you were simply sitting there
an angel from above
...
The world is made of many places
with different people, many races
With love and hope, joy and laughter
from morning light, to darkness after
...
I thought that it was finally done
the end of drama, time to gun
The feelings false, though once thought true
would finally die, burn down with you
...
Stars, your emblem thus known to man
To me, child that views, enraptures
...
Pain......pain everywhere
anywhere you look to see
In many forms it chooses to bear
it tends to makes our heart flee
...
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My Happiness
Happiness is when.....
I see your loving face
I hold it in my hands
and prepare for an embrace
Happiness is when.....
I hear your amazing voice
which brings back happy thoughts
and holds you as my only choice
Happiness is when.....
you giggle or you blush
it's a little bit astounding
and gives me a strange rush
Happiness is when.....
I hold your pale hand
although its seems cold
it's as warm as desert sand
Happiness is when.....
I put my head on your shoulder
I'm shocked you didn't freak
even though I'm like a boulder
Happiness is when.....
you laugh and you smile
you stay with me no matter what
even when I tend to rile
Happiness is when.....
I see your face in my mind
even when I'm lonely or sad
your's is never hard to find
Even though in love I am the poorest
with you I feel a burning in my heart
like a flame in a long wide forest
I pray God will never let us part
for a beginning, you have great potential as a blooming poet...excellent work you have here... Leslie Ching