The world seem dark,
As I wait for the one I love,
It really left a mark,
On my little messager dove,
I always try to talk to him,
But seem to have no words,
I guess it seems,
I'm too much stirred,
It's it normal to cry a lot,
Or just have my normal face look sad,
People always seem to caught,
I wasn't always glad,
In the wind I hear his voice,
I feel like I've been dreaming,
But I felt I didn't have any other choice,
Then to sit and be redeeming,
God help me now,
With my impatience,
Let me allow,
For you to be gracious,
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryI sometimes get bored and when I am, I'm usually in a mood so I make poems to express my feelings, mostly to try to make some rhyme out of whatever the fudge I just made.. Enjoy
