How long,
How far
Are the days
Of our love due
How much longer
Must we suffer
Loves misfortunes
And complications
How much,
How many
Nights of loneliness
Our love must endure
Forced apart
And thrown together
Within arms reach
Of eachother,
The centimeters
Stretch on for miles
I feel like an ant
Climbing a mountain
How can,
How will we
See this end?
Beautiful! I love the flow
Beautiful! I love the flow and the tone is so wistful! Great poem!
Thanks! I just wrote one
Thanks! I just wrote one called ripe, love to know what you think? :) feeling a little more creative after your workshops ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."