Sitting on this dry grass
under the scorching sun
I think about us
I think of when we were one
all the fun we had,
are now stories told and heard.
In my loneliness, i miss your company
In the coldest nights, i seek your warmth
In the silent silence, i hear you honey.
You were the love i came to loath
now you are the memory
of what i couldn't keep with me.
In the hot sun rays
you were my cool shelter
In the wet rainy days
you were my dry umbrella
I'm vulnerable without you
and there's naught i can do.
I loved you my love
and I'd love you again
because you are all I had and have
but I've waited in vain.
Shall I move on or shall I not?
Will you be back or will you not?
Answer me now darling
to have you back
I'm still yearning
but patience i lack.
The sands of time have rolled by
yet you haven't said hi
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I loved the way you wrote the poem. The poem is extremely rich in imagery and style. Fine poetics. I rated it 10. TFS. Please read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.