youthful tears

as a young man I wanted to do so much, help those in need....for the lonely....for those shunned by society....loveless......etc.

I would like to do something
more and to greatly engage
myself for those that travel to
another world because this one
doesn't descend anymore for them.

 

for those that feel oppressed
in the grasp of their perplexities
and that know they have lost
too much already and that their only
desire is to win at least one precious race.

 

I would like to devote myself
and to give everything I've got
to give everything one can give...
to those that have knocked
on every door already
and always got a no,
to those that remained
lonely in so much trouble.

 

and I would like to liberate
every spirit close to mine
I would like to do something
more for these young tears
I would wish that they would
never fall, that my heart and words 

could prevent their fall.

 

to you who stays alone
behind a window while you're
looking who's leaving and you
cry because you know that
person won't come back anymore

 

to you because you are being
put aside because you have never
been pretty and you don't have a
love story although you're
waiting for one with open arms

 

I would like to be the person to cheer up

every spirit close to mine

I would like to do something
more for these young tears
I would wish that they would
never fall, that my heart and words 

could prevent their fall.

 

there are many things I wanted to do
that I could somehow give to everybody,
if only I had arms as big
as my loving heart,

to wipe away those tears

of loneliness,

to soothe every lost soul,

to extend my hand and prevent

their tearful fall,

If only I could turn back time

I would of done so much more,

 

Yesterday is in the past

and gone and all I have left

are these tears of cowardness

and shame, for failing to wipe

away the misery out there,

for not making a difference,

I can only seek out forgiveness

for only now I realize

There was so much more I

could and should of done,

these youthful tears will

forever flow to create

a river of sorrow and sadness,

IF ONLY I COULD HAVE............

 

Nico S. Poetry.

Author's Note

hope for your honest opinion on the piece and please take a moment to rate it please!! If you have any piece you wish me to read, please feel free to send a read invite......Thank-you and god bless.....Nico.

Reviews

[SweetPeachesAlways]

Dude, you are a powerful voice...you are doing something right now, whether you know it or not. You are affecting US...your words are affecting each one of us who reads this. You are making a difference right this very second, for you have affected me. Thank you so much for sending me this to read because I thoroughly enjoyed it and I am a better person for having read it.

One piece of advice, though...let your white horse out to pasture; I had to let mine go. I have for years tried to play savior only to be hurt more times than I can count. The world is a lot colder place than you might think. Just let him run free out on the plains of our past. And think to yourself, I cannot save the world, but I AM, I AM, making a difference with my writing.
Peace.
Peaches.

[J.P. Bristow]

Do not waste tears on what could have been....for the heart might truly break...........shed a tear for what was and then think on it no more......there are few things we have control over........but the landscape of our hearts is so vast---it is easy to get lost. Forgive and learn. Your spirit moves me.

[Dawn Jones]

You brought tears to my eyes with this....

[Lorraine Pearson]

Nico, I hear the heart of this character crying out to be loved. To give away love is to receive it. All the hurts and pains endured by this individual he understands, and can empathize. He is so beaten and war torn now. Oh to be absolved of such pains. It tears me apart to see it end as it does, I wish it had a hopeful ending, as the write speaks of such wonderful desires.... This is a nice dreamer's poem, and you have captured something in it indeed.
~L

[TamerQtaish]

Once again another beautiful piece brother of ink you have laid down...
If you get a chance I think you might like my latest, I don't know if you read it, "Stranger"

All the best,
Tamer Qtaish

[R J Askew]

'To those who knocked on every door and always got a no' ... is the line for me in this one as it shows understanding of the many who don't make it in life for whatever reason. And the desire to help others is noble. The poem is also redolent with regret for not having done more. There is honesty and directness in the poems that I have read of yours so far.