Each morning my heart and I talk,
It asks me why he went away,
Like a child that can't understand,
It asks the same question each day
To spare my heart suffering, I lie,
My lips cannot bear to admit
These endless days of missing him
Are what keep the flame of hope lit
When my heart cries, what will I say?
Another lie might break our trust,
But the truth would bring so much pain,
So tonight, I'll lie, if I must
When the loneliness overwhelms,
I'll smile and say 'He'll be here soon, '
My heart will fall asleep in peace,
At dawn, I'll confess to the moon
When morning comes, I'll be prepared,
This play still has pages unfilled,
I'll rewrite the script, only this time
The echoes of pain will be stilled
I lie..... I do it for my heart,
Too much time in pain it has spent,
Slowly it dies for its lost love,
The treasure Heaven briefly lent
Whoooeeee! You are such an inspiration to my muse young lady! Threat Assessment Not everyone who sees a “Wolf” is really in much danger For lone wolves are quite shy and only show a woodsy face Not everyone who feels alone is really such a stranger To friends that seem to ‘disappear’ at times without a trace. It’s just at times life does intrude upsetting normal balance Perhaps to focus on one friend for happiness not fair Demanding where our strokes come from a useless form of parlance And more joy found if we can trust what nature has to share. For God has better things to do than spill what’s in your basket And trusting that your friends still care could be the wisest move To fume at what you can’t control in fact could blow a gasket And trusting in herself is just how ‘Stella found her grove.’
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nicely envisioned. Many thanks for sharing.