KENNETH FORDHAM Poems

Mournfully I sit here, waiting to be reborn,
knowing as I pay homage to you, it is you that I have adorn.
Anguish all about, overwhelming solitude,
tortured with my thoughts, memories profoundly empty,
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In the golden night,
The sun so bright,
It covers the stars and moon.
Where am I whence I were not,
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Deep within the soul of men,
True love can be found,
Getting passed the beast within,
You better stand your ground.
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I watch as you walk away,
If only you would stay,
For a few minutes,
For a day or,
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Sitting here thinking
After just talking with you,
My heart no longer sinking,
I, no longer feeling blue.
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We met,
I died,
He appeared,
Father died,
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I look at an empty page,
Demons attacking, ranting,
Feelings of rage,
My heart no longer beating.
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Not for you to worry,
for everything is ok,
I knew you were in a hurry,
you had to be on your way.
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I picked a flower yesterday,
It was a beautiful shade of pink,
Thinking of you in my way,
Wondering what you would think.
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