I lie awake on my bed each night
I toss and turn with no way out
I’m thinking of you each day and night
I look around and see your smile
I close my eyes I see your eyes
I shut my ears and hear your voice
You haunt my dreams, fill my thoughts
Your lips I feel your warmth I miss
A love so pure? Too good to be true
My heart aches, I miss you so
You I thought a creation of god
Perfect and faultless with magic in the air
I was wrong I know now
Empty words and broken promises
i cannot believe the lies you told
You my love, Satan’s son
You I wish I never loved!
March 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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You my love, Satan’s son You I wish I never loved! these lines crown the poem. very lucidly and authentically written.10 marks. shan