The lonely man

The lonely man

A Poem by Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry

He sits alone

Just playing away on his guitar

Alone

 

Alone in a world of sultry anger

Of woe and misery

Waiting for his dream girl

The one that will make him smile

 

A flicker of red appears

Alerting the man

Then a pair of chestnut eyes

With curves like an hourglass

Flowing curves like waterfall trickling down a stream

 

A smile of pure beauty

One as red as the finest venetian wine

And teeth as white

As the finest ivory

 

The man drops his guitar

He begins to walk to this angel in disguise

He feels his heart warm

Beads of sweat form

"Is this the one?"

 

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© 2011 Sherbs Dreaming Tree Of Poetry


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wonderful poetic expression

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very descriptive. Almost reminded me of a fairy tale.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Love. Sometimes it enchants me sometimes Id like to take an AK47 to the thought of it :) It's nice to read a piece like this and actually feel the love and the need for it. When you write pieces like this it always seems it feels from the heart and that's what drags me into reading it and it's good never to lose that honesty.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Instant favorite, a well realized prose that helps others to think and feel, well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


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visions of love ...well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


Powerful wording love....and in the end, could they be so? Enchanting! xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very nice. I love it...x

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wonderful

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yes an interesting tale, kewl srcibe

Posted 13 Years Ago



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I am Sherb of Sherbs Dreaming tree, Come inside and see, My marvellous range of tea. Haha Im Sherb I love poetry, it was my life for wuite a while and i have been suffering an 18 month block .. more..

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