At Times My Whole Life Feels In Disorder Poem by Gert Strydom
At Times My Whole Life Feels In Disorder
At times my whole life feels as if in disorder,
there are times that I perceive your eyes
with every sunshine look
as if they are staring at me continually
and I see them in the sky’s bright blue,
there are times that I observe you
in the pretty face
of every other woman
while you want to live alone,
I am scared that you will disappear into oblivion.
Monday, August 1, 2011
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