You linger in my thoughts and in my sleep
When I drink and when I eat
In my nightmares and in my dreams
Every time I talk, every time I breathe
I’m so close and yet so far
Are we together or are we apart?
Are we apart of something bigger then this?
Bigger then this ‘love’ that’s only see through the mist
Do you realise how hard it is
Walking up these lonely stairs
Knowing that when you reach the top
There’s going to be no-one there that cares
Friends is maybe all we’re supposed to be
The truth is, you’ll never be close to me
I feel you should have made the most of me
Regret it when the world decides to dispose of me
But the game has been settled, I’ve heard the score
The rejections have hurt I can’t take many more
I have lost, I have lost and furthermore
I don’t want to wake up on my own anymore
Bilal, all is beautiful if you add a bit of positive note in your poems. At the top of the triangle you are alone, As come down multiple images moan. One can't play, two can't tolerate, So, hang between love and hate! CP
I feel, the words outpour dejection and self pacification in a good flow..great10
Anjali Sinha (2/5/2009 8: 43: 00 AM) | Delete this message 'Do you realise how hard it is Walking up these lonely stairs Knowing that when you reach the top There’s going to be no-one there that cares' ahaaaaaaaaa you touchhhhhhhhhed me there ++++++10 anjali
the hardest thing about styles like this is the soul. the soul of the writer is hard to capture and of all of your poems i have read it has that soul
Written straight from your heart with a melancholy edge. I liked the last stanza as your outcome is well decided. Great work. Karin Anderson
Written straight from your heart with a melancholy edge. I liked the last stanza as your outcome is well decided. Great work. Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a poignant composition crafted with beautiful rhymes and right placement of words, soft tone structured with a heartfelt mood....10/10