How do I get to the world I desire?
What will extingush this fire?
Should I just allow it to burn?
Maybe it is my turn,
To suffer lonely in despair,
While others exist without a care,
My inner being has kept me going,
My mind stream keeps words flowing,
Sometimes I view from outside,
Perceiving two exiled planets collide,
Could I pray for such happenings?
To pull at my heart strings,
Or am I destined for solitude?
As I grow older, more rude,
A result of my bitterness,
From lack of a lovers caress,
My spirit dwindles on cruise control,
My brain has to pay the toll,
The grey hairs grow and multiply,
I feel as though I might die,
If my wishes are not dreamed out loud,
In plain view of the Earths crowd,
So I fall down on my knees,
Begging for mercy, please, please,
Let me possess the love,
From the angel high above.,
Before she recognizes my human form,
And that true love is not the norm.
Farls Tokley
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Lovelorn Lad
PoetryWARNING: A few of these poems are not suited for children. The following is a collection of poems that are a fair representation of feelings I had and have for a special person or two. As well as a few scattered memories of one night interludes.
