So Here I CryA Poem by Terrell A. Pullen
Like the fall's first wind
Touching me like none could ever She brushed across the unseen hairs of my skin I feel her in the past tense I miss her In the creation of this world All things point to seem like I am the dark She is the light cause, She was the day that came and brighten up my night Love then lost That's the struggle she now makes me fight I miss her She doesn't understand My body is dry land Except the river that runs from my sight Down my hills Creating a waterfall into my hand They say tears from a man only come when one shall die Talk to her Then meet this guy I miss her So here I cry Like when George cut that apple tree I just can't lie Heart broken, feeling like I am about to die I miss her This I can't deny Here I lay, I stand, I sit, I say I miss her So here I cry © 2008 Terrell A. PullenReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 27, 2008 AuthorTerrell A. PullenSouth Holland, ILAboutDo'moning[da-mon-ing]The expression of love in it's truest essence! Rate my poem, Click here I am poetry in motion Artistry in the form of words Painting a picture with the Language of Love P.. more..Writing
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