To My One Great Love Poem by sweet mystique

To My One Great Love



i was half dead when you came
my heart was beating slow, i felt so lame
i can see you from the darkest side
without a little hope that you can make me feel alive

when the invisible conversation begun
i felt ordinary, melting under the sun
waiting to be consumed by my own loneliness
and just live another day, treat it meaningless

so the days gone by unnoticed
to hate love forever became my biggest wish
for in this state, i can be the master
of my emotions that made my life bitter.

until my strange thoughts haunted me
i felt something my heart was eager to see
but i'm a warrior and i can defeat it
everything must be in place before it's too late.

i fought harder and harder
but the thoughts kept coming back it is clearer
the shield i built quietly loses it power
till i finally figured out that i am my own traitor

i can no longer resist that growing love
i wanted to hide it but i just can't
it was like a bomb about to explode anytime
and i know i have to freed myself before i could die

out of nowhere, those words came out
letting each other know what's inside our head
the words that i abhor is now given
to somebody like you, i believe to be heaven sent.

i never expected that you will love me
and be happy at the end of the day
but you cheered and lightened me up
you said you love me and you meant it truly

love has bloomed between us
though its your first, i consider it my LAST
every air i take is a breath of you and me
that gives life to the two souls destined to be.

but despite the clear and still waters
comes troubled and raging seas
it spoiled the happiness i long to keep
leaving me blind, i can't stop to leak.

trust became a never ending issue
my past had been a big deal for you
and by the time you started digging
you're placing me in that horrible coffin.

a month of bumpy and unsure ride
we had hesitations that we cannot deny
but love still prevails after a weary mood
and it all ends in sweetness shown for good.

now I've finally found the one
i can count on when i have nowhere to run
my dying heart is perfectly resuscitated
your love's a disease, i want it left untreated.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success