Edgar John Jackson

Rookie (25 de agosto de 1977 / Chitré - Herrera - Panamá)


Poem by Edgar John Jackson

I didn’t find my belief
My heart was dried as a leaf
My will was between my feet
I was like a wanderer in the street
But since she came to me
I have reached where
I always wanted to see
She has been there
To show me where
I always have to be…

She makes me be a child
When I am by her side
I’ve forgotten my gray days
My soul’s become strong and wild
She knows me on the inside
She knows how to make me smile
When I always want to cry
She enjoys my steps and my ways
She does kiss me not rile
And be strong, not to let love by.

I’ve been alive
She’s made my feelings survive
Stars are within reach of me
The sun shines on my life
My heart is not rife
With new emotions to see
My days go on to be alive.

She does not let sadness go down on me
She makes me happy and free
I feel as I never felt before
She is always at my door
When I need her not to be alone
She does teach me how to do things
On my own
She is the bright illusion in my feelings…

Comments about Alive by Edgar John Jackson

  • Sulaiman Mohd YusofSulaiman Mohd Yusof (3/2/2008 10:12:00 PM)

    a well sculptered verses(Report)Reply

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  • Amie-Lee ...... (2/19/2008 8:20:00 PM)

    I like this poem. It is a bit longer, but I like it.....(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 10, 2011