I am on a tightrope
Wanting love and tenderness
Yet pain and heartache seem my best friend
Wanting so much
Finding so little
Every glimmer smashed with hopelessness
The sun shines
There is a ray of hope
Will it find its way to me?
What will it take?
When will it be my time?
Or has it all passed me by
And I am condemned to this life of wanting....
May 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
GW, I know this feeling well, the wanting is within all of us at some time or another. I say, go seek, send out some vibes, make people know there is a need and the right person will mirror that wish and your wanting will be nourished. Good poem. HG: -) xx