As I sit alone,
And ponder life,
I think about,
All the strife.
I dare to dream,
And think about,
What my life could be,
But then I doubt.
The dreams are real,
The fears are true.
And I wonder why,
I can't find you.
I can see your smile,
I can see your heart.
But your pretty face,
Is a missing part.
Where are you from,
What is your name?
I don't know how,
To play this game.
I need you now,
To hold my hand.
So together we,
Can take a stand.
A stand for love,
For a protected heart.
Where you will be,
My better part.
Until you come,
I'll shed some tears,
And pray you hurry,
To calm my fears.
When you doubt, you are your own biggest hindrance. Believe in yourself and celebrate yourself.
Love is a spiritual experience that makes its appearance whenever it pleases, a voyage of pure bliss that affects one profoundly. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Gordon. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Until you come, I'll shed some tears, And pray you hurry, To calm my fears. love and its desires. The heart has its reasons which the intellect does not know. thank you . tony. liked ur poem very much.
Let the quest come to an end with a positive note for the wonderful beginning of traversing the path of life in the cozy company of one- another. Fantastic write and natural desire's out burst. Enjoyed. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Angelina is the name; -)