How nice of you to visit my world,
I wondered who was at the door,
Yes, I'm alone..... don't be concerned,
I've been this way oftentimes before
Of course, there are the memories,
I don't know why I keep them all,
Some make me smile, some make me cry,
In the dead of night, they often call
I look through the window now and then,
Just to see what goes on out there,
But your world's no better than mine,
Everyone's living on hope and prayer
I live with what was... not what might be,
Long ago my dreams went to bed
And they haven't awakened since.....
I'm beginning to think they're all dead
I'll not disturb them..... just let them be,
At one time, I nurtured them well,
But dreams are strange, hard to predict,
They can lead you to heaven.... or hell
But fate has a plan for each of us,
I obeyed and answered the call,
Now, I'm trying hard to forget,
Please, don't make me walk memory's hall
Long ago, I tried to run away
From a world that's lonely and cruel,
Though there's no escape, I still try,
True, there's no fool like an old fool
Gone is my brashness .... my confidence,
My flag of surrender's unfurled,
If you can stay, I'll make some tea,
If you stay..... welcome to my world
Beautifully written. Please accept this verbal cup of tea to revitalise your confidence and allow the flickering of a new dream on a day that is a little brighter than the last.
Yes, each of us deal with life the best we can, I know. And though I wish you so much more happiness than seems to come your way, I realize too that however we perceive our own lives, it is our perception and also has a dreamlike quality to it. I really like this poem Lora and yes I would like some tea! Thank you. Can we sit in your garden for a while? That would be nice. My life might in fact not be one that would bring happiness to you though it does suffice for me. You and your poetry are always fine company however in my experience.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So perfectly you detailed the state of mind, Lora! An eye opener, I can feel the intensity in it very well. A heart wrenching fact is revealed here.I wish you have the strength. I hold your hand firmly. You may read my poem PASSAGE IN MY LIFE.