You have life, live in the past
You embrace, reminiscing again
And again in your thoughts. You love your past
Though it's hurt you.
One day in life, you meet someone very
Special individual to teach you and shows goodness
Of your being, your life.
She inspired you to go through life but you sleep
From your past and gaze it. For a long time no
Where to go, nothing to build up from life.
This very moment the dear someone left you behind
Tiring and confused. All this time you are hopeless,
People laughing, playing around you.
You are alone again forever until your life is ending,
No ones who cares truly, full of regrets because of your
Your life is ending, living in the past with sorrows.
© Jocelyn Sumido-Dunbar
2 April 2005
9: 20 AM
Jocelyn Sumido Dunbar
Saturday, June 3, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: verse