I held you then I blinked, and you were gone,
I wish I've held on to you much more strong,
Perhaps I've closed my eyes for far too long;
Who would have thought some dreams could die anon? —
I hope I'm not to solitude still drawn!
This yet should not have been one more sad song;
I search for that green field where we'd belong:
It's always been right here in Babylon!
Here comes another wave of memories,
My anchor seems to only shallow get:
I'm not sure how much longer I can hold!
I find myself but broken, begging please;
My past has been augmented manifold:
I need to die in order to forget.
Such a touching poem of the day... Congrats, Danny for being chosen... huge 10+++
note of melancholic Here comes another wave of memories, My anchor seems to only shallow get: 10+++
Life and death! ! I'm not sure how much longer i can hold! Grief! ! ! The death of a loved one. Please take heart. Thanks for sharing.
Hoping dying is not the solution or release you sang in this poem, but go on trying and challenging to set all right, no matter how much you can matter is how much you have done, .............. Congratulations and thanks, ....... please, if you can manage time, go through my poems I call upon you, poet
Those rhymes are painfully forced, tortured and lugubrious. Unfortunately there's nothing I can say that's salubrious. I am left feeling bankrupted, penniless, impecunious. Saddest of all, I am bereft of any sense of the curious.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sweet love in sad note- nice 10+++