Jo Hanna Erk

Someone - Poem by Jo Hanna Erk

by: Jo E

Walking on a lonely street so dark
No one there
No one there to take my hand
No one there to walk with me to the end
No one there to just tell me 'don't let go of me'
No one there to say 'I will be there till the end'
No one there caring to ask how I am
No one there to see that tears run down my check just like a river
No one there to comfort me
No one there where that I can lean on
No one there for me to share my shame, my pain, my joyousness, my loneliness, my thoughts
No one there to tell me that they love me
No one there to say in my ears 'I love you' again and again
No one there to take me in there arms in his love

Still walking, but there came a light so bright
Getting closer to the light I see a man
So white so pure looking into his eyes
His eyes so pure
Eyes so crystal clear
Eyes so warm that make you go goose bumps
Eyes that seem to know what I'm thinking.
Eyes that care more then I can think
Eyes that can see the pain
Eyes that understood

That someone, I was not able to get his warm crystal eyes from my mind
Oh He seems to know my pain, my shame, my thoughts, my plans, my future, my hurts, my betray, my anger, my fake smile, my lies, my everything.
That someone knows me more then I know myself.
That someone's eyes seemed like He didn't care what I did, who I was with, what I was, who I was, or what I've done.

Then out of nowhere that SOMEONE came from behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Staying stiff as a stone, with his gentle, strong, tender, voice He said to my ears "I love you! "

© 2009

Comments about Someone by Jo Hanna Erk

  • (2/17/2009 7:23:00 AM)

    Thanks for your kind comments on my poem earlier. I really like your style, it's very moving. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/17/2009 6:39:00 AM)

    There is always love in this ugly world. (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (2/17/2009 6:16:00 AM)

    Commendable display of contemporary freestyle poetics. You have an early kick-start in delving into & one day potentially mastering the unparalleled art-science of Literature...Wish i had started penning at your age.You have natural talent. Explore, Expand & Expound, young lady...Good Luck & keep that pen pumping!

    F j R
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 4, 2012

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