Ugonna Wachuku
When all is said and lived;
when beauty and joy are
planted in your earth-heart;
when the last royal roses
come to you, remember, I
will always be there for
you through pain, agony
and tears.
And handsome heaven's
brilliance will be your
light through dark waters.
Day shall be your companion
through sun-lit pathways
of hope, love and new
life.
In my soul, caring streams
and rivers will rise on this
trying, painful journey
through life.
Windful waterfalls will kiss
me for a new kind of hope in
love and beauty enchanting.
Just remember, I will always
be there for you. Darling, you
can gladly count on me to till
the land and work the farm
through every pain and
agony.
I will tend the garden and
bring you roses and tullips
of blue and yellow.
So, always remember,
there will be no if.
I'll listen and care.
I'll uphold you to
outlive every terror
and pain with love
and wisdom.
You can always count on heaven
to bloom my heart anew each day.
Even when the spirit is weak, I
will ever remember that you are
there. Surely, darling, I will.
Take my love when you will.
And remember, through this
pain, through this agony,
I will ever
be there,
all
for
y
o
u
!
For one to ever begin to recognize love on this Earth, One must obtain an unbleedable wound, known as the broken heart. It is men with these of broken hearts that can truly say undoubtedly, "Taketh my love by sunset and darling it shall find you each morning of eternity". I hope Ugonna I'm making some kind of sense. I believe It is the words you write that echo from your heart of canyons that set you free. Your words must be the fingerprints of your soul. I marvel at your flow and your choices of description. I will continue to read your works my friend. Foolishly I believed it was gravity that held me within the realm of this world, when all along it was simply the magnetism of your soul captivating mine. Godbless!
a lovely poem in celebration of love..flowing words straight to your heart..
A beautiful poem and lovely words, often do not take effect in "real" life. Perhaps that is one reason to write the night with wonderful dreams. Thanks for sharing a simply romantic poem.
An excellent tribute to your love. And all you have to do my friend is "listen" to her heart for the response you seek. Bill
But can you just listen, my friend, when what I need is for you to only listen? And not try to fix the problem but only share it with me while I am giving it my voice? Is such a gift found in any man?