Last evening, my darling came to me,
Burdened with anguish and fears;
It saddened me to see his pain,
When I kissed him, I tasted tears
I held him so very close to me,
Trying to ease his distress;
He hesitated, and then he spoke,
He had something he must confess
With tear-filled eyes he looked at me,
And I knew he had been untrue;
A flirtatious girl attracted him,
And he did what most men would do
O Lord, I had to forgive him,
Though my heart was broken in two;
We all make mistakes, we must forgive,
And I did what few women do
I could not turn away from him,
I felt his pain and his fears;
I told him I'd forgive and forget,
When we kissed, we both tasted tears
As the crimson sun was setting,
The peace of night descended;
A guilty heart found sweet repose,
And a shattered heart was mended
A dove of purest white flew by,
Straight from heaven, or so it seems;
In each other's arms we fell asleep,
And then we made love in our dreams
beautiful. a poem of forgiveness. but true love is forgiving.
Beautiful poem. Love is certainly forgive and forget. Our own. Peace lies in there too. Thanks for sharing.
This is certainly one of the sweetest poems I have ever read! 10/10, though 10 is not enough for such a beautiful piece! Regardless of whether a fact or a fiction, this kind of poem is very much heart soothing, very much inspiring for the erring mortals to learn to forgive. 'A flirtatious girl attracted him, And he did what most men would do', and 'We all make mistakes, we must forgive, And I did what few women do'... If only the first quote were untrue for all men and the second one real for all the women in our real lives!
Woah wow i was so overwhelmd readin dis, though yor man seemd adorably repentant yet u were great of heart n sweetly lenient! Is dis factual? Whateva it is dis is a masterpiece pennd so excellently! High votes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love demands forgiving. a luminous poem this is, Lora.