Mad of wanting, crazy with jealousy,
But never pretend to be what you are not.
Hatred merited, love given in return,
You have a golden heart, I want you.
We disagree at times, but you still love me,
Forgiven, though hurt and still offended,
In the meadows by myself, sobbing quietly,
It’s the only subject related to loneliness.
Nature challenging my beauty, I don’t want
You seeing me so sad and in confident.
But when I think of warm arms awaiting me,
I leave the meadows and head homewards.
Love admitted, rich thoughts submitted.
Here comes true happiness and richness
A bond of true love tightened, when hearts
Are true, love is real and souls are met.
Thanks to Jove.
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A Compendium Of Feelings To "THE ONE THAT IS TO BE MET". #tfa2017
PoetryA collection of poems written by me in silence, sadness and emptiness. Looking at the world from various perspectives. Life isn't all simple and straightforward. It's filled with twists and turns, magic and splendor. The world is a marvel, be it i...
