I Sing For You

I sing for you

And you alone

I’m no one special

And there’s no reason to listen

Maybe I don’t always have an audience

But I sing anyways

I sing for you

And you alone

Maybe no one’s listening

Maybe no one cares

Maybe you don’t care

Maybe you’re not even there

Maybe I never told you about

The longing in my heart

The longing to be

A part of your fairytales

But I don’t belong

And all I could do

Is to stare into the horizon

Trying to catch a glimpse

Of the beauty and fantasy

Of your world

All I could do

Was to sing

To try to find

Some comfort in the strange

Ethereal song

That haunts me still

Your lullaby

Somehow I can’t convince myself

Even though I know that you aren’t real

That you’re just a shadow

From a half-remembered dream

Every time I seem to have found you

A glimpse, a whisper

But never have I found all of you

And my hopes shatter

I die each time

I sing for you

And you alone

Somehow you're alive

With me

When my voice takes flight

I hear you

I see your story

Unfold once again in my mind

Reminding me painfully of

The fantasy that I could never be

And yet I am joyous

Because  

When I sing

Every fiber of my soul

I give to you

And no one else

Author's Note

Dedicated to everyone that I sing for, and most especially those from fiction novels and my own imagination. :)

Reviews

[Bruce Grimes]

I really like this one, it has a swinging effect on the mind almost as if you were on a carnival ride and continuously flying through the air, around and around and around. As you get lost in the melody of it. It is a very nice poem, well done.

[Wandering Violet]

Beautiful! This poem sings to me!

[Eric Cox]

Excellent. I like your expressive poetic pen upon this. Nicely done.

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oh yeah let's go mamasita and sing with my crippled sound.
lallaaaaaaaaaaaaaa*crack*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA*crack*!!!

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This is quite a touching write really. I can feel some longing. Nicely written.