Quiet mornings without love,
too many evenings without tenderness,
too many days without a kiss,
no one to share success with.
Love songs just refresh the pain,
memory clouds will bring the rain,
at times like these,
I wish the breeze,
would shine the sun again.
No love to ease a failure,
as if no where to go,
no one to give the sympathy,
that a heart must have to grow.
A future without dreams,
no more goals to meet tomorrow,
only thoughts of times gone by,
and thoughts of recent sorrow.
' Farewell and please be careful ',
is what she said to me,
I bid farewell and closed that door,
... not wanting to be free,
... not wanting to believe.
Here I stand ; free anyhow,
there isn't much for me to do,
except to go ahead with life,
and wait for something new.
I like the positive note at the end of this poem. Well done!
Excellent. I wish new and wonderful love for people who lose love. Another good poem by you. Sincerely, Connie Webb
Talent...talent...talent...talent...talent! ! ! ! ! She was crazy you know...and trust me...I know, because...it takes one to know one...crazy...do you hear me...crazy! ! ! Hugs, Dee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Barry, I went back and read this one again...with much greater understanding now. Still an awesome poem! ! Hugs, Dee