How can I explain,
the sunshine that has rain,
the clouds that never disappear,
even when you are near.
The tears that never dry,
the heartache that won't die.
The pain with no name,
The hunger with no shame,
The loneliness I feel,
is acute and it's real.
I'm sad to say,
You can't kiss it away.
I am sorry for the rebuff,
but your love is not enough.
I am just a lost cause,
crippled by my flaws,
damaged and confused,
unworthy and unexcused.
(c) 2018 copyright Elena Plotkin
(CONT.) 2 - well, it WAS left four months ago; i only need a few days to forget some things. ; ( i'd give ya MY #, but i'm not trusted too much to start up new phone friendships with women. Donald is already tweeting that his wife spends too much time on her phone. i think the Secret Service is going to tap my line. bri (:
(CONT.) 2 - well, it WAS left four months ago; i only need a few days to forget some things. ; ( i'd give ya MY #, but i'm not trusted too much to start up new phone friendships with women. Donald is already tweeting that his wife spends too much time on her phone. i think the Secret Service is going to tap my line. bri (:
1 – is acute and its real....obviously you forgot to type s h i t t y after real! ! ! OR did you mean it's? ? ha ha i don't suppose your hunger is for hamburger? i guess your 'topics' reflect the mood of the poem. oh, i see i already left a comment! ! (CONT.)
An unexplainable sadness has somehow been explained, in so much as the readers have understood the pain. Hope the clouds have cleared by now and sunshine has smiled upon you. You've been able to touch me with this poem, Elena.
oops. is acute and its real.....you see it(s) , don't you? ! but, to MyPoemList. bri ;) Do you really feel alone? My answer: pick up your phone! Dial 888-666-PICK up sticks, and... you may find yourself in Not-ALONE-Land. bri ;) this tel. # [i just tried it] is a 'safe' # to call, ...at least today, Friday the 13th,2018.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Clouds have disappeared and sunshine has rain. The hunger gives pain. Effect of loneliness is amazingly expressed in this poem. We hope pain will be healed soon with calmness and love. This poem is thought provoking. Brilliant sharing is done here...10