On the road to tranquility we often find ourselves living in the valley of pain. lying to ourselves, longing for lost loves, wishing they would return to us again.
Rummaged thoughts delve deep in the bowels of despair. Anxiety rests in tunnels of thin air.
Peppered feelings, we try hard to hold back the pain, but that deep seated love pierce our hearts over and over again.
Screaming in agony, we reach out with clenched fists, hollering loud, dear Lord, stop the anxiety, don’t let me live like this.
A wall we build, keep true love at bay, ne’re come a time, we’ll not give ourselves away. Oh the pangs of pain have crept beneath our skin, with images bold and clear. They have become our mortal sin.
As our days grow near we may tell a fib or two, but we’ll not hurt another though our dreams never came true. Today we say good-bye to love in the valley of blue.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.10/2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem