At The End Of The Rainbow Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

At The End Of The Rainbow

Rating: 4.6


Some laugh and say
Internet romance isn't real
I say OK
But inside, my heart knows
everything that it does feel

After years of separate longing
after years of self-made prisons
and of sorrow
I dream of only love and tomorrow
For it, I'd resort to beg and borrow

So many good woman I have met outside the frey
I feel their heart's emotions on display
and to my wonder and dismay
I find many feel just the same way
For them I lend my heart and pray

Friends, I never had any
Now, suddenly I have made many
I take each one into my heart
and give each one a part
I fall a little for each; it's that way from the start

Some take me in like a stray
some shut their doors and say 'go away'
But a precious few humor me and let me stay
and we share in our own way
I try to brighten up their cloudy day

But my heart has many times been broken
most deep injuries remain unspoken
My care is just a small token
from a shy man, not one outspoken
If I seem bold sometimes, I'm only Jokin'

Some ask if I fall in love every day
I say, 'sorry if it seems that way'
'I'm a dreamer' I'll say, to their dismay
with an empty lonely heart made of clay
My only dream: Love....come what may!

But there is a deep wound I am nursing
Of one love unrequited and traversing
I broke my own heart dreaming and rehearsing
For a single girl who touched my heart when no one could
For just a moment, and then in doubt reversing

I try to but I can't move on
I haven't accepted that love has come and gone
That darkness could so quickly follow my only dawn
And with this sense of love foregone
I feel so humbled, hurt and withdrawn

If not for friends who share and care
I'd lose my hopes, if they were really ever any there
but good hearts serve as my reminder
that love is so precious and we should all be kinder
so I try to treat others with care, until I find her

Since then, many have touched my heart
It's open now, splayed open and apart
It's not caring that is so hard...
It's heartbreak that is the hardest part
Still, the brave risk caring from the start

Where this ends I do not know
I hope in time my true fate will show
I sense there is somewhere I need to go
and hope there is love there
at the end of the rainbow

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