Alexander Foald


Heartlander - Poem by Alexander Foald

Our love is waiting by the century
Just standing there with no warmth
Wanting to free itself from the cage
But hearts made of steel and we’ve got no keys

Time can reduce everything and anything
Your feeling knows nothing but the pain
Hands reaching out to somewhere in the dark
And we listen to our voice shouting at each other

In the dim light
Your shadow is closing
Sitting in vain on a passage dawn
Yearning everything to fate

More than your pure love
Less than our spiteful hatred
I took the best out of your chair
To see, if it can take me to somewhere


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 9, 2010



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