Treasure Island

Dan Brown

(20.02.1988 / Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK)

Soul Mate


I don’t know where you came from,
or, indeed, where you’ve been.
But the shimmering aura around you,
is the light I believe I’ve seen.

I don’t how it happened,
that we crossed each other’s paths.
But this sacred partnership,
is one we shall make last.

I don’t know how many eras,
or lives I’ve travelled through.
But I’ve finally found what I was searching for,
a soul mate, in you.

Submitted: Sunday, March 12, 2006

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Soul Mate by Dan Brown )

Enter the verification code :

  • Missy Trinity Ferrari. (3/21/2006 11:53:00 AM)

    This is my favorite poem out of all of them... hmm i wonder why? ? ?
    : D cool poem... and well ill tell you later..... This person you are talking about your soulmate seems like the coolest person in the whole world wouldnt you agree? LMeao
    love,
    Melissa (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Let us not quote, hasmukh amathalal
  2. It's Okay, Michael McParland
  3. I invite you, hasmukh amathalal
  4. Prelude, Paul Cranley
  5. Be I Worthy....., Jara Son of Ahaz
  6. I love but, hasmukh amathalal
  7. 'FOR ME—WHAT MADE ‘BRYANT MCGILL' TRULY .., Nikhil Parekh
  8. happy b'day to india's most fascinating .., Nikhil Parekh
  9. تعالي لنرسم معاً قوس قزح, سميح القاسم
  10. Norman Doesn't Go to Ferguson, Missouri, Donal Mahoney

Poem of the Day

poet Henry David Thoreau

My books I'd fain cast off, I cannot read,
'Twixt every page my thoughts go stray at large
Down in the meadow, where is richer feed,
And will not mind to hit their proper targe.
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]