walking alone
in this bustling street
my hands try to grasp
the wind that hugs it
hoping to feel the touch
that your soft palms once gave me
sitting alone
at this sea shore
my shoulders whine
wishing ur face
was just resting there
alone at the table
sipping my coffee
i look across
to see the empty chair
trying to see
you, who is not there
i walk in the rain
i walk the pain
i still have to learn
to live without you
Listen
1 year ago
2 comments:
Sad one and touching
aww.. amazingly well worded.. a true masterpiece.. keep up the good work.. and do keep writin.. its gr8 to read your poems.. wow.. i jus came for a sec to this blog and now im glued to it :-)
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