Faeza gilani Poems
|41.||My Sweet Love||5/15/2011|
|43.||Am A Mother I Know! ! ! ! ! ! ! !||12/13/2009|
|45.||Book Of Life||12/9/2009|
|47.||A Little Mixed Up||10/1/2009|
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A Little Mixed Up
Just a line to say I'm living,
That I'm not among the dead.
Though I'm getting more forgetful
And more mixed up in the head.
For sometimes I can't remember,
When I stand at foot of stairs,
If I must go up for something,
Or if I've just come down from there.
And before the fridge so often
My poor mind is filled with doubt
Have I just put food away? ...or
Have I come to take some out?
And there's times when it is dark out,
With my night cap on my head
I don't know if I'm retiring
Or just getting out of bed.
Just like a child lost in a fair
I was lost and alone all these years
in an ocean of heartache.
There was this void
emptiness deep inside
quavering me with fear.
Then! You came along;
elevated my soul
brought me to a state of bliss