Sometimes the right one comes too late.
And we are left to appreciate,
The one who offers 'things' and not love.
And no love with 'things' is just what that is!
An existence.
With fading wishes.
And even though,
Sometimes the right one comes too late.
For some.
Those who have 'exhausted'
Living their lives for another one.
Sometimes,
For them the right one does comes too late.
But let whoever comes to arrive at my doorstep...
With my desires and needs met!
And I am still panting like a tiger caged!
In these times when nothing is perfect.
I am there.
To be unleashed
And they are welcomed to come right on in.
To be freed of expectations.
I am always available for the right cause,
And ready to arrange the setting...
For those conditions understood,
To be of mutual benefit.
Set in a setting for the right conditions met.
And on time!
Whenever it is.
I stay prepared and ready.
And...
If someone is in a situation,
Determined to be in it.
Because it is a 'situation'.
Those are their unsatisfying affairs.
I ain't mad at 'em!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem