Sheldon Allen Saluta

My Special Gift

I’ve been alone, feeling like abhorred
Just wanted to find someone but could not afford
Where could that someone? It was depressing
So I asked God, if He could give me something

Could I seek harmonic kind of song?
Could I find independent blanket all along?
Could I bring handkerchief which is handy?
When would that be? There’s no definite any

Month of January, in old oak tree
And standing there, you sang my lost favorite song
With your blanket of strong arms that warmth me
Shoulders like handker that wipe the tears on me

Many moments and trials had pass
But we are invincible, our’s had weightful mass
Through thick and thin, you’re there for me with faith
We’re extraordinary and perfect mate

Fresh and still, you sang that song with glee
That your arms and your shoulders are only for me
Fortunately, there would be none like you
‘Cause I believe that my special gift is you…

Poem Submitted: Friday, February 26, 2010
Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 10, 2011

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  • Eyan Desir (5/11/2010 4:12:00 AM)

    Good write
    well express
    my friend

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  • Whisperkwane Lamb (4/30/2010 11:03:00 PM)

    love is a special gift...woman is truely a gift...sharing is a gift...returning love is a gift...when you speak of another...and it feel you inside and outside..you have been blessed by God...and that is the best gift of all...good..keep up your inner flow..share it..always...

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  • Emerald Eyes (3/7/2010 3:17:00 PM)

    Fresh and still, you sang that song with glee
    That your arms and your shoulders are only for me
    Fortunately, there would be none like you
    ‘Cause I believe that my special gift is you…

    THIS IS MY FAV... I LOVE IT.. Really Really beautiful poem ..
    sounds ohh soo romantic :)

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  • there is a poet in me! (3/5/2010 1:54:00 AM)

    lovely....a beautiful poem
    i really liked the last stanza..
    well done! !

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  • Cynthia Buhain-baelloCynthia Buhain-baello (2/27/2010 10:17:00 PM)

    Honest and constructive comment:

    1, 'I feel like abhorred' should be ' I feel abhorred'
    2, 'There is no definite any' is grammatically wrong - 'There is none really' would
    suffice.
    3, Rewrite and edit the poem and read it aloud to 'feel the flow' and the direction
    of thought you wish to convey.

    Reviews that are sugar-coated and not analytical may boost the writer's ego but
    these do not HELP him write better. One will just remain writing the same mistakes and not learn, because all he hears are positive BUT not constructive views.

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  • Kranthi Pothineni (2/27/2010 12:30:00 PM)

    Expressive. Well penned.

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  • Lashawn Lovell (2/26/2010 11:45:00 AM)

    that was a really beautiful poem

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  • Fay SlimmFay Slimm (2/26/2010 8:13:00 AM)

    Believing your lover to be your 'special gift' is very romantic and hones Sheldon - - a very special poem.

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  • Almedia Knight-Oliver (2/26/2010 8:02:00 AM)

    My, my my Sheldon, you're a special gift to the poets world...A sweet poem by a gifted poet.
    The vivid images and the manner in which you order your word around from stanza to stanza were refreshing. a solid 10+++

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  • Prince Obed de la CruzPrince Obed de la Cruz (2/26/2010 6:32:00 AM)

    wow... you really said here what you want and what you meant. poem is well penned

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