From Just Another Weeping Willow

One of my favorite poems from my earlier writing days!

FROM JUST ANOTHER WEEPING WILLOW

 

I have loved you and you knew now;

I have never gotten the things I want;

An empty life that I can not fulfill

And endless dreams that will never be real;

Nothing to feed my starving hunger,

Except bits and pieces of lover after lover;

What I hope for shall not ever be;

Happiness does not find me;

I just want you to know, you are my every thought

And always welcome to anything I have got;

Each memory of you is a beautiful flower of thine

Pressed between the pages of my mind;

Behind you, I shall always be in the shadows,

Silently weeping, as the willows.

Reviews

[deeps]

This is a very well wirtten write
excellent flow as well.

[Wicahpi]

I really like this poem. Well expressed.