My mind kept wondering
And all i could find were empty spaces
and i journeyed into my present
isn't this what i feared the most?
life without love
Not just any love
love from that one person.
And how could i not blame me,
me for just being me
always questioning, checking and checking again
What a nuisance!
Am I wrong though?
who doesn't nowadays
Only that i am loud about it
Too loud actually
And finally i ask myself
Was the love even there
Why then did i have to check
So again i went into the empty spaces
And now even emptier
No nothing...no love
Just some imagined fantasies
And we both know what that is
We cannot expect love, love from he who doesn't love himself
Too much to ask for
So i arise from my sorrows
Wash my face, just to be sure
Get out of the room
Feel the wind on my cheeks
As i start walking down the street
I start living again
No love lost
So i arise from my sorrows Wash my face, just to be sure Get out of the room Feel the wind on my cheeks A good poem on being optimistic and to be out of clutches of the past in search of a better future, Well done Col muhammad Khalid Khan
I start living again No love lost love is like brook or shallow river or hilly river - dry and heavy..thank you
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Lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned from the heart. Love is a spiritual experience that affects us profoundly, it's whimsical and temperamental, coming unannounced and may leave without warning. Taking your emotion of love in stride when your love is not reciprocated is surely a good way to forge ahead. A nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Mlay. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.