waiting
i'm always waiting
the days and nights that you’re not here
i'm waiting
sixty seconds, sixty minutes
twenty four hours of daylight
you miss, ,
(this is for ian and me.....to carl harris, thank you again for coaching about cameo..thanks a lot..kissesssssss)
it is a really wonderful sad lyric poem................10+++++
'sixty seconds, sixty minutes twenty four hours of daylight you miss..' a beautiful write on waiting...shame to me i never heard of cameo and am very interested in it..harmony in its construction..thanks for sharing. Yelena M.
I am still waiting hoping he is alive somewhere sometimes when ages retreat may be I could see his face but death is nearing and my hairs are greying gracefully I admit I am losing ground yet I am waiting just only waiting for nothing else I could do but wait for him to take my limping hand and kiss upon it saying come on now die peacefully..............
sixty seconds, sixty minutes twenty four hours of daylight you miss, , ....there is great enjoyment in wait andwe understand the feelings only in that period. it takes us to lonely moments and self addressal but no anwer is found only desires burns fromwithin.....10 read mine new blood all over and simpe grace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love is more profound when the person u love is not around... that's the beauty of waiting n missing... good one....