The Lover

Morning time has come and gone

People see nothing, but a lot goes on

Secrets I keep on the tip on my tongue

Songs I’ve wrote will forever go unsung

This heart holds as much sorrow as pleasure

What is trash to one, another finds treasure

Ununited forever it just has to be

Pleasure speaks louder than what taunts me

What makes thing right or wrong

Sorrow makes for a beautiful song

Children outside play pretend

I watch closely I learn from them

Supper is done it’s time for bed

It’s empty, just me

Thoughts of him fill my head

It’s full you just can’t see

 

 

Reviews

[Flo_writer]

Lovly Poem, i enjoyed the Flow. It's sad but yet mellow with a hint of loneliness. You capture those feelings very well here. I liked the constructed way you when about presenting the sad feelings here. Especially the part about the kids pretending to play.

[Renée]

Beautiful writing !

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

Thank you my friend;)

[Mazie Tackett]

awesome

[Chris]

Sometimes we even want to dream... and others we just remember.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the ending to the poem. In sweet dreams we can always win and have the person we want. I like the description and the positive ending.Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[msJ]

heartbreaking

[Wild Willow Blue]

It does seem rather sad. But the emotion is well expressed here. Great job.

[Emrick]

sounds sad to me.Love is a bad thing for real.it makes others starve coz they got no apetite. am tryin to imagine how God feels like when seeing someone cheatin on him by worshippin other gods or by denying him.

[koty bell]

great writing i liked everything its hard to pick certain details great work

[myrto]

A terrific, eloquent and the change of tone is a subtle seamless transition that is both captivating and insightful. You use very interesting rhymes that dance on the tongue. A great read.