At Last
My Love Has Come Along
With A Suitcase Of Coincidences
And The Sky Was Blue
And My Heart Wrapped Up
In Fairytales
And I Could Feel
The Thoughts Of The One
To Call My One
At Last
My Love Has Come Along
With An Envelope
Denying My Name
Left Me
In Tears
Something To Touch
And Drink
He Said
- Was He? -
He'd Love To Be A Tear
Living On My Cheek
Well There You Are My Love
Have
A Short Stay
On My Skin
Dear Erica, this is a soulful poem. I liked its style and flow. thanks! 'Teenagers’ Passion' ....................... ...............
What a wonderful poem of unhappy love Great word play and metaphor : O) Paul
A Suitcase Of Coincidences..... Metaphysical comparison... Nice Have A Short Stay On My Skin........................ again the comparison is emotional and thoughts provoking. I loved the style of this poem. small lines like the sighs and throbs of heart. Welcome dear. Nicely penned
He Said - Was He? - He'd Love To Be A Tear Living On My Cheek Well There You Are My Love Have A Short Stay On My Skin! ! ! ! ! 'tis a perfect poem! ! ! ! !
We mortals often get tossed at mountain heights of emotions! With reason specific or for unknown, none can escape this destined happening. Long waited intimate, desire fulfilled, realized its fleeting lingering, though excited in unbounded expectations, finally when thorns of reality pricked both heart and flesh, nothing but a salty track remained on the pale radiance of the cheeks announcing the ballad of Lost-love! well, thats how felt at this moment of human history, as my eyes sweep over your verses. Well-penned, keep composing wonderful verses for generations. (the ending note on the first stanza, please check you wanted to say Own, instead of One)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what an beautiful ink? straight from heart.loved it Erika.