I don't want any more heartbreaks, oh Lord.
I don't mind waiting a bit longer,
As long as the next person I meet
Is the one you've carefully designed for me.
I trust you; you are the author of my story.
I'm weary of tears for those
Who vanished without a trace.
No more games, I seek simplicity-
Truth over pretense,
Genuine words over grand illusions,
Smooth-flowing conversations
Over a humble cup of coffee.
I ask for a simple man, Lord;
He may be rich and handsome if you will,
But above all, I long for someone
Who cherishes me for who I am,
Who loves me wholeheartedly,
And stands by me when I'm at my lowest,
As I will when he needs me most.
I pray for a man my children could call their father,
A refuge for my pets and me.
A man who would be our home,
Who remains steadfast in joy and in trials-
In times when life is tangled and dark,
And everything seems to fall apart.
Someone to help gather the scattered pieces,
And mend them gently, one by one.
For though life may be imperfect,
With him, I'd find contentment,
Knowing we have each other, forever and always.
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PoesiaA collection of poems bound by visceral emotions and vivid imagery, this book captures the raw essence of the human emotional landscape. Each poem delves deep into the complexities of all emotions, revealing the intensity of sensation in every word.
