No bouquets of flowers
No sonnets to proclaim some else's love
I guess I'll buy a big box of chocolates for myself
And stuff my heart with guilt
For every year, my lonely heart feels emptier
As I try to fill it with something else
It grows heavy with solitude
The thing I want to have nothing to down with it
But I'll end up waltzing away with
On the coldest night of the year
The thing I want to have nothing to down with it But I'll end up waltzing away with On the coldest night of the year.. valentines day and your feelings.. well written poem. tony
I guess I'll buy a big box of chocolates for myself And stuff my heart with guilt For every year, my lonely heart feels emptier As I try to fill it with something else.love, its feelings, its mystery and the real experience of love in life. thank u dear poetess. tony
Sometimes even sweet chocolates get passed by and left in the box. Till they are discovered bringing satisfaction and singing on that day!
5 Stars full for this true excellent poem, dear LeeAnn! The words speak to our hearts, my heart I have truly enjoyed. Thank you for sharing this Beauty!
Your lovely poem strikes a chord with those who have felt loneliness. So nicely done!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You manage to explore both loneliness and solitude. I'm now realizing that the image of the dance leaves, perhaps, a note of optimism. This poem goes to myfavourites,
Thank You for the comment it made my day