Unwanted,
Though conceived in love,
I came into this big world,
Betrayals,
Treachery and debauchEry,
Fill my book of destiny.
But God's will,
Prevails and decides,
I must live -- His decision.
I too dreamed,
Of love and loving,
But the dream is still a dream.
A good home,
Loving wife and children,
A happy family life...
...Unfulfilled,
Is my grand vision,
As I draw nearer to death.
Now I feel,
That my wish will be,
Just a poetic fantasy.
Why complain,
When I cannot change,
What is written as my fate?
I must live,
And complete my term,
Like Keats and Emily*.
Why so depressed
Your poem really made me sad my friend. It made me guilty that I havent spoken to you for the last few days. Lovely poem as always.