As The Seed Need to GrowA Poem by Leo TheSaintOnly If you Look CloserThat night down in the living room Tiredly that you look, I could feel that you wanted to say something That you couldn’t say. I get down on my knees and look at you while I was Holding your hands asking you that as a wind and me being a pollen With the seed on it, Where are you taking me I’m asking again the same question?
The first time I heard your voice The first time I heard your laughter The first time I picked that phone and call you The first time you asked me when I’ll come and see you The first time I saw you that evening The first time I lay my eyes on you The first time I had you on my arms The first time our lips locked I can go on and on telling about the first time with you and my experience with you so far But I wanted to let you know how most precious thing you are. How soothing sounds you have spiced up with your laughter and smile The look and physical appearance the color and softness of your skin That made me stares at you like a kid in a wonder land. I know it will never be easy for both of us the distance apart we live. The distance that seems so close only if we keep up the pace Only if we let our feelings guide us to the eternity. Never knew how it will be easy loving you that letting you pass by. The wind blow and carried me far away and land on different places Where I couldn’t grow growth of happiness and kindness, growth of tenderness And prosperity as well as peace of mind, since as a pollen I was still floating seeking For fresh and fertile land where I can grow and bring what I have There I saw you and hear you calling my name Didn’t think twice to respond and follow you where you laid your ground Gently I landed and gently I blended on with your kindness, you’re humorous Way of warmly heart way of hospitality. That moment I knew there was no need to fly again, no need to look for more. Comfy stay I position myself until I grow tall like every other one who is out there Smiling, laughing, holding hands living life telling stories and most of all rising and sheltering and shadowing their siblings like they have never walk through bumpy road and hills. © 2016 Leo TheSaint |
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Added on March 2, 2009 Last Updated on April 5, 2016 AuthorLeo TheSaintDar-Es-Salaam, TanzaniaAboutI am who I am Born and raised in one beautiful country called Tanzania as only son in my family, grew up with full of joy and smothered that I end up hating it one point. I grew up with lots of love.. more..Writing
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