O, solicitous ... O, joyless




O, my dear ... you seem
 so concerned ...  joyless

Your always in tribulations
They told me your in distress
 Lost in your imaginations

Here I am ...
knocking at your door
Standing in front of you
Locking you out of your frustrations
_
Asking you a question
What shakes your existence
 ... again? 

Let not alone hast
Toss out your pain
And not carry alone your sorrows

Honor to me ..
If you release of you

And forget ...
The ungrateful ... denier
The reason of your grief





© 2010

6 kommentarer:

dahstar said...

your new poem is good i love your poems,wait for update them

Claudia said...

it's good to have someone knock at the door when we feel sad...very well expressed sympathy in your lines

Brian Miller said...

wonderfully emotive piece...i like your close..

SuziCate said...

Honor to me ..
If you release of you - the ultimate intimacy, to accept and share another's burdens and pain.

S. Sharp said...

Dahstar, Claudia, Brian and SuziCate

Which is Closer to your hearts. To love one or to be loved ... Or to realise from the one you love's heart so he can see your Love... Let's all work to be loved Not just wait to be loved.

I'm happy for your entries... Thank you all.
S.

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